My Sister Said I Didn’t Count and Seated Me by the Trash at Her Wedding So I Left a Small Silver Gift on the Present Table

I had swallowed things that should have been said in rooms full of people who could have heard them, and I had done it so consistently that the swallowing had become invisible, indistinguishable from my ordinary way of being.

But on the drive to Vermont three weeks later, alone in my car for three hours with nothing but highway and my own thinking continue reading …