A Simple Seven Egg Painting on a Plate Changed My Family Forever

on the floral wallpaper.

By three in the afternoon, the heat had gone out of the autumn sun, and the dry oak leaves scraped along the gravel driveway like paper.

Clara knelt in the dirt beside me, her fingers digging around the roots of the late-season beefsteak tomatoes. She tucked a stray strand of dark hair behind her left ear and stared down at the continue reading …