The Mother I Was Told To Forget Was My Boss For 18 Months

is a persistent thing, and before I knew it, I was walking toward that coffee shop. Julian followed a few paces behind, giving me space but staying close enough that I knew he wasn’t a hallucination. I pushed the door open, the bell chiming a cheerful sound that felt completely wrong for the moment. I scanned the room, looking for a woman who might continue reading …