My Sister Signed Papers Before I Was Dead

a courtroom word. A TV word. It sounds clean.

What I felt was tired.

I went back to the hospital and threw up from pain medication into a blue plastic basin while Tom held my braid out of the way. Very dignified. National health interests and everything.

Aunt Joyce arrived at 6:40 that evening with a duffel bag, reading glasses, and a pack of peanut butter continue reading …