My Dad Left Me on the Highway at Graduation and Three Days Later He Was in My Office Asking for $5 Million

when I did I stood very still.

“That’s my daughter!”

As if he hadn’t said what he’d said on the highway.

As if the orange box hadn’t been buckled into my seat.

As if the group chat caption didn’t still exist in the chat history where it always would, hearted by my mother, thumbs-up’d by him, timestamped to the minute that I was standing on the interstate continue reading …