quiet life.
I assembled a crib alone while watching an instructional video propped on a paint bucket.
Dena covered my worst shifts and told the unit manager I needed light duty before I had the nerve to ask.
The money that used to leave my account on the first stayed.
It became a car seat.
A cushion for maternity leave.
And the final piece of a down payment on a little brick house in West Asheville.
At first, seeing my own money stay in my own account felt obscene.
Almost
