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

demanding to know how I could let this happen.

Outside, the cold November air touched my face like proof I was still alive.

Part 9
We stopped for burgers on the way home.

It sounds wrong, maybe. Too normal after a prison sentence. Too ordinary after a courtroom full of screaming relatives. But Emma asked quietly from the back seat if we could go to her continue reading …