Consumed by both grief and paperwork
Jun 5, 2020
2 minutos
By Daniel Jonce Evans

AFTER FINDING A PARKING SPACE, I SHIFTED MY MINIVAN into park. I sat still for a moment, a moment that allowed me to take a breath in relative silence. I checked to make sure the money was still there. Three crisp $100 bills. It was the week before Christmas. My wife was still dead.
Rachel and I married in the fall of 2003. We
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