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

the hallway, his pen scratching against the yellow paper on his board.

The metal clip tapped sharply against the white painted wood of my bedroom doorframe.

I did not follow him into the bedroom. I stood by the kitchen sink, my thumb rubbing the gold band on my finger until the skin turned red.

By nine o’clock the next morning, I was sitting in the high-backed continue reading …