My mother said, “Your brother is coming with his two kids to live with us, so you need to leave, you parasite.” I replied, “You’re joking, right?” My mom laughed. “No, I’m serious.” I said nothing and walked away. The next morning… 53 missed calls.
PART 2 — When the Host Stops Providing I did not sleep that night. I sat in the parking lot behind a closed pharmacy, the blue glow of my laptop…









