My Doctor Said Stay in Bed. I Was Already on the Pacific Coast Highway. When I Got to the House I’d Built for My Parents’ Anniversary, My Brother-in-Law Was Evicting Them. I Laughed in His Face and Said: “You Have Exactly One Hour to Leave.”

“We’re leaving,” I said, and I said it clearly enough that Derek heard it too.

Derek said something as we walked out. I did not turn around.

The hotel down the road was small and clean and entirely adequate for what I needed, which was a room where my parents could sit and be still and not have anyone shouting at them. My mother kept saying, very quietly,continue reading …