Where did you get that ring

Vivian said black made me look “funeral huge.”

For years, that photo had bothered me.

Now I understood why.

Even the frame knew where the family had placed me.

My father followed my gaze.

“I can take that down,” he said quietly.

I nodded.

“You should.”

He did.

Right then.

He lifted the portrait off the wall and set it face down against the fireplace.

It did not continue reading …