My Son Made Plans For My House Until I Said One Thing

We said our goodbyes. I stood in the dark cabin kitchen a long while afterward, the refrigerator humming, the lake black through the window.

Forgetful. Confused. A lot of house for one woman.

She had used those words like she had practiced them in the car. Like they were lines in something already written, with my name in the cast list.

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