I Was Making Coffee When My Daughter-In-Law Destr0yed My Wife’s Mug. “Just Old Junk.” The Next Day…

bank passwords, weather, oil changes.

Safe things.

Necessary things.

Then, slowly, harder things.

“I should have seen it,” he said one evening while replacing the lock on my mailbox.

“Yes,” I said.

He looked at me, startled.

I did not soften it.

“You should have.”

His eyes filled.

“I’m sorry.”

“I know.”

“Do you forgive me?”

I watched a robin hop through Maren’s continue reading …