I Said “Okay” And Packed Before They Knew What I’d Sent

him.

“What does that mean?”

He didn’t answer her.

He looked at me.

“Who else did you send it to?”

“The deacon board.”

Mom made a sound I don’t have a better word for. Not a cry. Not a gasp. Just this broken throat-noise from the woman who cared more about church reputation than she’d ever cared about facts.

Tyler slapped his hand over his mouth.

Then he said continue reading …