I Left My House Empty Three Days Before Christmas

can’t believe you’re doing this to us two days before Christmas.”

I looked out the window at the black line of palms moving in the wind.

“No,” I said. “You can’t believe I finally stopped letting you.”

And I hung up.

Christmas Eve

I slept ten hours.

Ten.

I woke up the next morning in a room I hadn’t vacuumed, on sheets I hadn’t washed, with nobody pounding continue reading …