MY SISTER ANNOUNCED SHE WAS PREGNANT

cancer makes people thin, where the skin sits closer to the bone than it should. Her hair was short and gray and combed neat. She was wearing a navy cardigan and slacks and small gold earrings. She had Grandma Rose’s eyes. Not the color. The shape. The way the lids sat.

“Come in,” she said. “I made tea.”

The house smelled like lemon furniture polish continue reading …