He Yelled When I Refused To Buy His Mother’s Fancy Groceries

until she lifted the caviar from the cooler and asked, isn’t this lovely, clearly expecting me to complete my part in a performance she’d rehearsed many times before, one I had, in a way, been completing faithfully for six years. I had paid for lunches she forgot her wallet for. Picked up checks when she ordered a second glass of wine and looked vaguely continue reading …