My Cousin Read the Headline Out Loud at Thanksgiving

From the dining room, someone laughed too loudly. Nerves.

Marcus looked at the floor.

Then he said, very quietly, “Did you do this because of me?”

There are questions people ask when they need the world to stay centered on them, even while it’s sliding away.

“No,” I said. “I did it because I was good enough to do it.”

He had nothing for that.

Neither did continue reading …