I Was Uninvited From Christmas by the Man Living in My House

bag for bad decisions.

Inside, the house looked the same as always if you didn’t know where to look.

Too many candles.

A rug that cost too much.

Wrapped gifts arranged for effect, with the expensive boxes up front and the practical ones hidden behind.

But there were signs.

No BMW in the driveway.

No fresh manicure on Patricia’s hands.

Coffee served in mismatched continue reading …