I Prayed for a Miracle—Now I Lock My Door at Night

the truth behind them:

No one was coming.

The next morning, I went to the pharmacy like I always do, because life keeps demanding errands even when you’re living inside a crisis.

It was January cold, the kind that makes the air feel sharp. I pulled my scarf up high. I wore long sleeves even though the store’s heat made me sweat.

I stood in line behind continue reading …