An Unopened Medical File From a Colorado Lake House Clinic

of what they had done sat heavy on my chest, cold and solid as the mountain ice.

They had spent my grandmother’s legacy on Tyler’s mistakes while telling me there was nothing left for my knees or my back.

My parents had built a wall of lies, and I had been the one paying for the bricks.

“We have to get that book,” Caroline said as she stepped back into continue reading …