I Saw My Signature on the Sale Papers for a House I Never Sold

the house during the injunction hearing recess wearing capri pants and carrying Grandma’s old straw purse.

She looked ten years older than when I’d left.

“Can we talk?” she asked.

I almost said no.

Instead we sat on upside-down paint buckets in the garage apartment while outside some man with a nail gun made sharp popping sounds into the afternoon.

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