He looked at the window, at the impossible sunshine. “That I miss her so much I want to break things. And that you being here… it doesn’t fix it. But it also doesn’t make it worse. Most of the time.”
Leo snorted. Not a laugh—a dry, defensive crack. “Dramatic, Aunt Clara. Very on-brand.” FamilyTherapy 18 07 23 Sunny Hart Aunt And Neph...
Clara’s throat tightened. What brought us here? A year ago, her sister Marie—Leo’s mother—had lost a three-year battle with cancer. Six months ago, Leo had stopped speaking at dinner. Two months ago, he’d been suspended for flipping a desk. Last week, he’d called her a “pretend parent” and locked himself in his room for 18 hours. He looked at the window, at the impossible sunshine