NOBODY FROM MY FAMILY CAME TO MY GRADUATION

the door. His face did this thing – this flinch – like he’d been expecting a pizza and got a process server instead.

“Jo. Hey. We were just – “

“Where’s Mom.”

Rhonda came around the corner wiping her hands on a dish towel. She tried to hug me. I stepped back. Not dramatically. Just enough.

“Sweetheart, we tried calling you – “

“After,” I said. “You tried continue reading …