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
Read in bed without worrying about the hallway.
Leave my papers on the table without expecting someone to move them.
When I went out, the door remained locked.
When I returned, my belongings were where I’d left them.
Those small things became the foundation of a new routine.
Elaine visited regularly.
At first, she kept trying to help in ways she understood.
Groceries.