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

in my hand for two rings, thinking it might be Laya or my mother or one of the family members who had been texting me versions of don’t you dare for the past three weeks. Some instinct I cannot fully account for told me to answer.

“Hello?”

Wind on the other end. Then a breath, unsteady and familiar though I had only heard it a handful of times.

“Amber.continue reading …