My career was steady. My life was organized. I took pride in the independence I had built over the years. Sure, I was single, but that didn’t bother me much.
My routines, though simple, gave me comfort. And after Melissa lost her job, I let her stay with me. She was my sister, after all. She had a knack for taking control of things, but I hoped she’d find her footing soon.
That day was supposed to be like any other. I headed to the grocery store like I did every week. Grocery shopping was simple and predictable. It gave me a sense of control.
Walking through the aisles, I wasn’t thinking about much beyond my shopping list.
