At Mother’s Day Dinner My Family Made A Decision For Me And The Next Morning Everything Changed

a house down from my parents’ place. All four tires were flattened to the pavement, collapsed and still. A deep, ugly gouge ran the length of both passenger-side doors, the kind of mark that takes deliberate pressure to make. Across the windshield, in looping red letters that had not fully dried in the night air, were four words.

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