My Son Left Me Alone at the Bakery Until the Business Account Was Suddenly Locked

with himself for a while.

I didn’t bring Marissa.

I can see that.

A small sad smile came and went.

Can we talk?

Amara was at the back table with her headphones in. She glanced up once and looked away. Good woman.

We can talk here, I said.

He came to the counter but didn’t sit.

I was wrong, he said.

I waited.

Wrong to file the zoning inquiry. Wrong to let Marissa continue reading …