My dad slapped me on his birthday. “what kind of w…

bedroom that wasn’t mine. The walls were covered in posters of bands I’d never heard. The closet was full of clothes that were too small. And every morning, Patricia Owens would stand in the doorway and say the same thing. Megan would have loved this room, not you’ll love this room. Megan would have, past tense. I didn’t understand then. I was 11. continue reading …