I Brought Four Children To The Christmas Dinner He Set As A Trap

attorneys first,” I said. “Then a therapist. Then we’ll see.”

He nodded because there wasn’t anything else available to him.

Patricia tried to speak to me near the door. An apology, maybe. A confession with ribbons on it.

I held up my hand.

“No.”

She stopped.

Some things don’t get to be lightened by finally saying them out loud.

In the kitchen, Ron had indeed continue reading …