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

sat folded wrong beside the water glass.

Ben followed my eyes.

“I mean if you want it.”

The General took his club soda from my hand.

“Go,” he said.

Bossy old bastard.

So I went.

I sat beside my brother at his wedding while the band played too softly and Kellie leaned around him to squeeze my fingers. My mother sat two chairs down, staring at her untouched continue reading …