The first thing I notice when I walk into the apartment is that my friend’s mother is laughing. Not a nervous laugh. She doesn’t look scared. She’s sitting on that cream-colored couch, her hands raised, as if she’s just received […]
The hospital chair was too small for him. David was 39. Blue plaid shirt, sleeves rolled up twice because they never stayed. Jeans with a hole in the left knee he kept meaning to fix. A short beard he hadn’t […]
