The little American flag keeps tapping against the headstone whenever the wind picks up. I reach over and straighten it, although there’s nothing wrong with it. I just need something to do with my hands. It’s Sunday morning. I’m sitting […]
The first thing my friend asks when her husband opens his eyes is whether he remembers what happened. He says he doesn’t. And I watch her face change. Not because she’s relieved. Because she’s trying to decide whether she believes […]
My uncle is lying in a hospital bed with his right leg wrapped in thick white bandages, and somehow he’s still trying to make me laugh. “Well,” he says, “at least I don’t have to go to work Monday.” I […]
The nurse tells me my sister is already in surgery. I ask her to repeat it. Not because I don’t hear her. I hear every word. I’m just standing barefoot on a hotel balcony in Florida, holding a phone that’s […]
The surgeon asks me whether my brother has any other family. I say no. Then I correct myself. “He has me. I’m his sister.” The surgeon nods and looks down at the papers in his hand. I hate that he […]
