At 3 A.M., My Brother Dragged Me Out of My Bedroom While Dad Laughed—He Had No Idea What the Smoke Detector Had Recorded
After a while, he left.
Elaine came upstairs later.
She carried my blue coat.
“I found this in the closet.”
“Thank you.”
She watched me fold a sweater.
Then glanced at the damaged door.
“Are you really leaving today?”