My Sister Ordered Security to Drag Me Out of the Country Club

one Claire had tried to send me around – and I left my mother and sister to figure out the rest of the afternoon on their own.

In the parking lot, I sat in my car for a long time before I started it.

I’d thought about this moment, sort of. Not in detail. Not as a fantasy. More like the way you think about what you’d say at someone’s funeral when you’re continue reading …