My Son Cut Me From The Wedding Guest List Then Sent Me The Bill

choosing their life together without anyone else deciding it for them.

That was right. That was what the money had always been for.

I am sixty-four now. I drive to Almonte on Tuesdays. Sometimes Spencer comes along. We walk around with bad coffee in paper cups, we do not say much, we do not need to. Sometimes I buy apples. Sometimes I buy nothing. Sometimes continue reading …