I Came Home to an Empty RV Pad and Security Footage I Was Not Prepared For

the impound lot, secured, intact, waiting to be retrieved. Outside, the distant wail of the municipal police sirens faded as the cruisers moved away from my parents’ street.

I want to say something here about what I did and did not feel in that moment, because I suspect the honest answer is more complicated than either vindication or grief, and I think continue reading …