After years of carrying nearly every responsibility for the family’s Christmas celebrations, the narrator finally left home and spent nine days alone in Galveston. They rented a small room with a gas fireplace, read paperbacks recommended by a kind front-desk worker named Perpetua, and discovered what it felt like to wake up without cooking, cleaning, organizing, or taking care of anyone. When Brenna repeatedly called, the narrator waited three days before answering and simply said they had read the family group chat. Nothing more needed to be explained…. Continue Reading 🔽
