The next day, while Oliver slept on my chest, I started checking local groups online.
“I wanted to finish.”
On the drive home, she asked whether babies get hungry faster in the sun and whether sand counts as part of a sandwich if it gets inside your lunch.
I thought that was the end of it.
The next day, while Oliver slept on my chest, I started checking local groups online.
I hated myself for it even while I did it.
I didn’t know what would be visible in the clip.
I searched the neighborhood page. Then the town page. Then two community groups I had not opened in months. I kept thinking maybe Karen had posted the video already, maybe strangers were arguing over my body and my son while I folded laundry in silence.
I didn’t know what would be visible in the clip.
My face.
Sophie’s face.
Oliver’s head under the blanket.
