My In-Laws Threw Me Into the Rain

diner he had loved.

The grass around his grave was thick now. The oak tree above him was full and green.

I sat beside the headstone.

“A lot happened,” I said.

Then I laughed softly.

“You know that. I kept talking to you like you were trapped in traffic and would eventually text back.”

The breeze moved lightly through the leaves.

“I’m still angry sometimes.continue reading …