I Supported My Son For Years Then They Tried To Question My Stability

in the October morning with the trees showing their full gold and the coffee on the passenger seat, and I thought about Klaus saying that fall was the season that knew how to be honest.

I made a full pot when I got home. Sat at my kitchen table in the morning light. Drank it slowly.

The door was locked. The accounts were mine. The house was mine.

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