I Brought a Gift for My Grandson but Was Given Rules Instead So I Came Back With Something Unexpected

window went from deep blue to black, and I thought about Noah’s gray-blue eyes and the way his small voice put an unusual emphasis on the word Walter, as if the name itself were interesting, as if he had examined it and found it worth repeating.

I thought about sixty thousand dollars and a house I was no longer freely permitted to enter.

Six months before continue reading …