Chapter 8
Thanksgiving dinner included stuffing, pudding, and dark thoughts. Two good dogs. A fucking grape arbor.
Content warning: This chapter contains references to binge drinking and self-harm/suicidal ideation. Please take care.
I showed up at Liz and Ben’s house as scheduled on Wednesday afternoon, glassy-eyed, exhausted, with a cigarette cough and a duffel bag full of laundry. A neighbor would be checking in on Harold, so I w…
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