I Gave Away the Birthday Chocolates, Then the Screaming Started

as if someone might yank it open and take him back.

We drove in silence at first.

Halfway down 315, he finally spoke. “Evelyn kept saying if we did not behave, we would end up in a group home,” he said quietly. “She said bunk beds and nobody who cared.”

Something sharp twisted in my chest.

“They do not get to decide where you end up anymore,” I said. continue reading …