Mom asks if my step-dad’s new girlfriend is prettier than her and I answer yes. The next morning, I wake up to find my step-dad in the kitchen, eating the last of my Trix, mom sipping coffee, rubbing his shoulder. Is he moving back in, I ask. My younger brother interrupts by running in and hugging him like it’s been years since he’s seen his father.
The next weekend, we’re at my step-dad’s place. He drinks enough beer to make a small pyramid. He waits until my little brother is asleep to slur: your mom’s cruel to bring me back only to let me go.
Best Small Fictions 2019. Wigleaf Top 50 writer (2016, 2018) Author: Greetings from America