I Heard My Uncle in the Hall Before I Saw What He’d Brought

fuzzed out at the edges, and Aunt Caroline was suddenly there, one hand on my shoulder, the other adjusting Caleb’s blanket like she’d done it ten thousand times.

“Easy, honey,” she said. “Don’t go proving anything tonight.”

Thomas took a chair from the wall and dragged it closer with that flat scrape of metal on tile. He sat down without taking his continue reading …