The Crate in the Parking Lot
I said, “Yes.”
And Willa said, “Okay,” and then, after a bit: “I’ve had that since I was thirteen and I didn’t know who to give it to.”
Part Thirteen: October 2013
She came back on a Saturday in October 2013 and I sent her away in a parking lot and I did not tell a single human being for twelve years.
Not my sister.
Not Dorcas Pham.
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