“When I was 15, my parents walked away from me and my siblings, only to reappear years later, grinning.”
The unexpected knock on the door was the final disruption to the peaceful life I had diligently cultivated. When I opened it, I was surprised to see them standing there, as if no time had passed at all. My parents—Charles and Linda—beaming without a trace of alteration. Like they hadn’t shattered my world, abandoned me …