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

I liked that photograph.

I didn’t want the entire visible history of my family to consist of evidence.

There had been good moments.

Those memories belonged to me too.

I could keep them without inviting Aaron back into my life.

Or pretending Douglas had protected me.

One evening, Elaine noticed the photograph.

She smiled.