Stephanie Spent Nineteen Thousand Dollars on a Wedding and Changed Her Will

the closet behind my winter coats.

The hanger clicked against the wooden bar, a thin, lonely sound in the empty room. I sat on the edge of my mattress in my slip, looking down at my bare feet against the worn beige carpet.

I opened the bottom drawer of my walnut dresser, reaching beneath the stacks of winter sweaters until my fingers continue reading …