They Hid Me Behind A Pillar At My Brother’s Wedding

His hand pressed flat between my shoulder blades like he was checking I was there.

“I thought you left me,” he said into my hair.

I stared at the candles over his shoulder.

“I did leave.”

“No.”

His voice broke on it.

Behind him, my mother started crying. Quiet little hiccup sounds. My father stood alone near the head table, red-faced, with one hand on the continue reading …