I Found Something Strange In My Smoke Detector

number of times in a life, and I had a sense this one was going to be the last for a long while, maybe forever.

He came at noon, like always. Gravel. Door. Boots.

He sat down at the table and I let him eat for a few minutes before I said anything. I wanted him fed. I wanted him relaxed. I am not proud of that, but I wanted it.

“Travis,” I said. “Diane continue reading …