50x365 #20: Nola S.

Three years after your brother’s death, his passing and your grief were still all you could talk about: you had gained weight, he was impossibly gone, the drunk driver wouldn’t apologize, you couldn’t work. I was your brother’s friend, yet I resented your inconsolability. I wanted you to be quiet.

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50x365 #19: J. McKim