It pours! by Ana Diaz

I told Father about you today. I had been ruminating on it all afternoon at work and when I returned home and was walking down the narrow corridor, I almost relinquished. Father was dozing off, on the musty sofa, in the living room, watching the game show in the dark. He didn’t want anything for...

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