I Landed to Find My Sister Had Sold the House

not demolition. They pulled tarps over the roofline and shored up the kitchen wall where the pantry had been cut open.

I went through the rest of the contents from the hidden compartment on a folding table under a box fan that clicked once every rotation.

There were old receipts. Two war ration books that belonged to my great-grandparents. A postcard continue reading …