stirring her coffee.
Three weeks later, Eric showed up unannounced at Barbara’s house while Chloe and I were visiting.
“Tell Claire she’s being unreasonable,” he said.
Barbara kept stirring her coffee.
“No.”
Eric stared.
“You’re my mother.”
He stood there awkwardly, watching his daughter breathe.
“Exactly,” she answered.
Then Eric noticed Chloe sleeping
nearby.
Nobody moved toward her.
Nobody offered him anything.
He stood there awkwardly, watching his daughter breathe.
He opened his mouth.
Finally, he
