I was twenty-two, exhausted, and running out of options when I accepted the strangest job of my life.
By day, I sat in college classrooms trying to stay awake through lectures. At night, I stocked shelves at a grocery store until my back ached and my feet burned. Every hour in between belonged to my family…. Continue Reading
Mostly to my little brother, Noah.
He was only fourteen, but hospitals had already taken up too much space in his childhood. He knew the smell of disinfectant better than playground grass. He knew how to hold still for needles. He knew how to smile at nurses when he was scared because he did not want our mother to worry.