STORIES My son said, “It’s time you moved out.” So I sold the house— while he was at work, and I didn’t argue, because arguing would’ve been the ending they expected.
My son said, “It’s time you moved out.” So I sold the house—while he was at work. “We’ve been talking,” Jake said. Not a family conversation. A decision made and simply handed down, like I was an old couch taking up too much space. I nodded slowly, buying time, trying to keep my voice…
