I Went to Visit My Sister After She Gave Birth Until I Heard My Husband and Mother Talking About Me

turned out to be both true and insufficient, true in the way that accurate descriptions of grief are true while not actually reducing it by any measurable amount.

She was still working on it, the forgiveness. It was slow. It did not move in a straight line.

One afternoon in the early spring of the following year, she was sitting at her desk when Olivia continue reading …