He Demanded I Apologize To His Mother Until The Door Opened

rather than someone frightened by what they had done.

Nora watched it with me. When it ended she looked at me and said, very quietly, “You are not imagining this.”

I had not been sure I needed someone to say that until she said it.

At eleven-forty, I set the dining room the way he had demanded.

The good plates. Cloth napkins. The candles we only used for continue reading …