Sara

I moved slowly through the kitchen looking in the cupboards and the fridge. It was stocked full of food, but I couldn’t decide what I wanted. It took me a minute to realize what I wanted was a burger and milkshake from work. I felt too drained and consumed to think about anything else.

I went through the house and looked for Ron or someone else I recognized who could drive me. I wanted my car; I wanted to drive myself. I wanted to get my food and then drive ...