David and Maya
I wanted to carry snacks, change diapers, and spend an entire afternoon without checking my phone.
At the entrance, a volunteer offered Liam a sticker too large for his tiny shirt.
Maya laughed, and the sound followed us down the walkway past orange flowers and warm glass.
PART 19
In early summer, my mother’s attorney sent a carefully worded letter.
Eleanor wanted to acknowledge that she had exercised poor judgment in taking household items and spending funds during the trip, and she wanted to begin rebuilding a relationship.
The letter avoided Maya’s name in its first three paragraphs.