Eighteen years later…I just completed my 16th move. My fifth to a new state.
When I was twelve my dad left, except he didn’t actually leave.
Bowls were smoked, beers were drank, and pizza was ordered. And then I called Rich.
This was a lovely family dinner tradition until I returned from a summer study abroad in Germany.
Daniel was my prom date. Daniel and Nora had a great prom.
I stand there. I just stand there. I have no idea.