My Parents Took My Sister To Italy Until They Came Home To An Empty House

the silent, sturdy thing they all stood upon, and they had not even noticed I was there.

A strange calm washed over me. The hurt was still present, a deep, cold ache, but it was accompanied by something new. Clarity. Sharp and cold as winter air.

I picked up my fork. I took a bite of the chicken I had cooked. It tasted like nothing.

I smiled, a small continue reading …