Emma Signed Over Her Kitchen Island to Keep Toby Safe in Massachusetts

as she watched me struggle with the greasy chain.

I forced the bicycle into the backseat instead, slamming the door until the latch clicked.

The house was cold when I went back inside through the kitchen door.

The high-capacity refrigerator hummed its expensive, constant tune in the corner, a sound that used to represent safety and abundance.

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