cnu-At my fortieth birthday party, my sister swung a baseball bat into…

the evidence list.

Medical reports.

Witness statements.

Photos.

And the bat.

The aluminum bat sat in a sealed evidence bag, dented faintly where it had met my daughter’s body.

Seeing it again made the hallway tilt.

Emma reached for my hand.

Not because she was weak.

Because both of us were back in the yard for one terrible second, under warm birthday lights,continue reading …