My Son Brought

the panic that rose in me.

I had never hung up on my mother.

Not once.

A few minutes later, someone knocked lightly on the door.

“Mom?”

I wiped my face. “Yeah?”

Caleb opened it.

“You okay?”

I nodded.

He didn’t believe me, but he didn’t push.

Instead, he leaned against the doorframe.

“Was that Grandma?”

“Yes.”

“Is she mad?”

“Yes.”

He looked down.

“I’m sorry.”

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