My Family Planned To Move In Until I Asked For Eight Hundred Sixty Thousand

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I felt no satisfaction in that. I felt a deep, aching sadness for the family we might have been, and underneath the sadness, solid and unmovable: relief.

One evening I sat by the picture window with a cup of tea and watched the sun go down over the Puget Sound, the sky moving through orange into purple into the first dark. For the first time in my continue reading …