MY SON DEMANDED $20,000 FOR HIS WEDDING

I’d written a name on the envelope so I wouldn’t lose track of which money was which.

The name was Helen.

For Helen. From Helen. I don’t even know which I meant. I just couldn’t write his.

Ray Comes to the Hospital

Ray showed up at four-thirty, still in the gray suit he wore to depositions, carrying a leather folder gone soft at the corners.

He pulled the continue reading …