“I need your help,” I said to Rose as I walked into her house. “First, have you eaten?” “Since when?” “Sit down and eat.” My mother dropped a plate of pasta on the table and summoned me with her flapping slap. I obeyed. “What can I do for my son today?” She smoothed back my… Continue reading Meeting Vigil
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Collision
The event that changed it all, I was not even present for. I had graduated high school and my mother threw me in the car and took me to Milwaukee. She did not want me hanging out with my friends or going to any celebrations. I went to Wisconsin for two weeks, and when I… Continue reading Collision
