Why Did You Come With Your Maggots My Sister Shouted At Family Trip ‘There’s No Room! Get Lost

Tell the truth.”

“What about us?”

“There is no ‘us’ right now.”

The silence that followed was thick and wet.

Then she asked the question I had expected from the beginning.

“Will you ever forgive me?”

I watched water drip from the porch roof into the flower bed Grandma planted.

“I don’t know,” I said. “But forgiveness would not mean access. It would not mean continue reading …