253 I knocked on the bathroom door. A female voice came from inside, “I’ll be right out.” I went down stairs. Dad was in the kitchen. He’d gotten fresh mums from the Floral Company next door. “I got these for Honey,” he said. He was wearing a black suit. I paused at the fridge said … Continue reading

179 “Wow,” Honey said, laughing into a deep breath to help her focus. “I didn’t know you could break dance.” I didn’t think I remembered the routine from fifth grade or not. I was improvising. But the way the wash was throwing our reality around, I’m sure I looked like a genius. By the end … Continue reading