I Took Back Everything They Called “Ours”

ring.

“Claire.”

“Where’s Grandma’s blue quilt.”

Nothing.

Then: “What is this about?”

“The blue quilt from the cedar chest. Where is it.”

His voice changed. Less fatherly. More manager at a complaint desk.

“Your mother has several quilts.”

“This one had dark blue binding and a cigarette burn near one corner from 1988. Grandma kept it in the cedar chest at the continue reading …