Fiction
They had been out to see a movie in Coolidge Corner. Afterwards they went to a pizza parlor next door to the movie theater. They weren’t ready to part. Unhurriedly, they walked in the direction of her house, which stood on a hill…
“For me, Tali. For me. Plea-se…” She’s a guilt specialist, my mother. And guilt is the price I pay for living 3000 miles away from her. I’m thirty-three years old. By now,…