I Gave Away the Birthday Chocolates, Then the Screaming Started

myself to breathe. In for four. Out for six. Again. My hands were shaking so hard I had to press them against my thighs.

Then the memory hit me, sharp and unavoidable.

Dad’s voice on the phone. Did you eat any.

Evelyn screaming. How much did Brandon eat.

Melissa crying. Please say you ate some.

They had not been worried about calories.

They had been taking continue reading …