My Son Left Me Behind on Thanksgiving and Flew His Family to Hawaii—So Friday Morning, I Called Movers and Took Back Everything I Had Paid For
No laundry list waited beside the refrigerator.
No school pickup scheduled for the morning.
I slept on a temporary mattress because the moving truck hadn’t arrived yet.
Evelyn slept on the folding bed we’d brought.
At six, sunlight entered through the blinds.
I woke.
Listened.
Nothing.