My Family Toasted

is very upset.

Dad: We need to discuss this privately.

Dad again: Do not do anything rash.

That one made me laugh.

I made tea, changed into sweatpants, and sat on my couch watching snow threaten the city from a low iron sky.

At 10:43 p.m., Daniel called.

“Happy Thanksgiving,” he said.

“You heard?”

“I received a message from seller’s counsel asking for an emergency continue reading …