Moms will do anything and everything to protect their children, but this time the knock was too loud. I was too young to know what the word “repossession” meant, but I assumed it was bad when I saw a heavy-set bald man driving away in our car. At the time […]

“Another letter came for you in the mail today, Malcolm,” momma said. “It’s your father again.” This had been the fifth letter I received in almost three weeks; the previous four letters proved to be his unsuccessful attempts at soliciting two of my four graduation tickets. It had been about […]

We left her standing at the curb.  As we drove away, my mother cried and stared at the shrinking shape of my sister in the rear view mirror. Lunch had been terrible that day.  I did everything I could to make Tess feel as guilty as possible for leaving me.  […]

My father’s arms are crossed, his shoulders erect. His 6 foot 4 inch body towers over the kitchen counter that creates a barrier between him and us. “Dad, this is Connor.” They don’t shake hands. I had spent the last hour and a half chewing my fingernails as we drove […]

My sister and I are waiting in our mother’s empty hospital room. We’re both too tired to speak, so we stare at our Blackberrys. It’s been a rough 36 hours. As my sister sits up against the wall, furiously texting my cousin updates we don’t have, I’m sprawled out on my […]