My Mother-in-Law Left a Blue Notebook in Our Hallway Closet—After My Son Was Born, I Finally Learned What She Had Been Recording Inside It
Silence.
I wanted his certainty to exist somewhere other than our kitchen.
PART 10 — THE WINDOW
One night we heard scraping near the front room.
Mark checked.
Living-room window partly open.
“I must have left it.”
“You checked the windows.”
“Maybe I missed one.”
There was gray dirt on the sill.