My Family Had Me Thrown Out of My Own House

I asked.”

She looked at Dennis.

Dennis looked at the hardwood floor.

Then, because God has a sense of humor, Deputy Molina noticed the framed photo on the piano. It was me and my father on the dock the summer before he got sick, both of us sunburned, Dad grinning with a fish he’d insisted on cleaning himself.

Molina pointed at it. “That’s you?”

“Yes.”

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