My Son Started Packing My Barbecue Into Takeout Boxes

being right. Not being able to charm or shame the room back into place.

She snatched up one of the empty containers.

“This is insane.”

Diane grabbed her tote.

“We are leaving.”

I said, “Good.”

After They Left

They didn’t say goodbye.

Michael muttered, “I’ll call you later,” but he didn’t look at me when he said it.

The gate slammed behind them.

Then we all just continue reading …