“Where are you? My kids are hungry, and the table still isn’t cleared!” my sister demanded on my birthday, as if cooking, cleaning, and caring for her children were automatically my responsibility. – Welcome

times than I cared to remember.

And I had forgiven him again and again because being alone frightened me more than betrayal.

It took decades before I finally found the courage to leave.

After hanging up, my thoughts drifted somewhere they hadn’t gone in years.

Back to Danny.

We had grown up three houses apart.

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