At the birthday party, my son showed up with a bruise under his eye. my sister’s son smirked and said, “i just my taught him a lesson parents say i’m never wrong anyway.” everyone laughed it off. but then my son quietly said something… and the whole table fell silent , my sister dropped the glass in her hand.
Theo’s twelfth birthday was supposed to be all cake, music, and lakefront breeze. I had strung red, white, and blue bunting along the deck rail, tiny flag toothpicks bobbing in the frosting of his sheet cake like a miniature Fourth of July. Sinatra hummed low from the Bluetooth speaker, the grill smoked on the patio, … Read more