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 returned to walking in the evenings.

Sometimes I drove to the park.

Sometimes I sat by the window with coffee.

I made plans without asking anyone for permission.

Not grand plans.

A new curtain.

A replacement mirror.

A better lamp when money allowed.