The Knocking Started Right After She Told Me He Was Mine

and lack of sleep and anger. But she was listening.

“Can he come in?” I asked her.

Randy looked surprised by that. So was I.

Emily hesitated. Then nodded once.

The three of us ended up in the living room like strangers at the world’s worst holiday party.

A tree stood in the corner, barely four feet tall, with white lights and handmade paper stars. One gift continue reading …