Status Updates From The Boys Who Stayed

This was something else. The specific shame of a mother who realised she’d been providing a house while someone else had been providing a home.

Every decision had a practical reason. Never an emotion one. Feelings were expensive. Logistics were free.

Emotions were problems. Problems had procedures. Grief had a timeline. You processed it. You moved on.

She processed it. She moved on.

There was no moment someone declared, "This is us now, we're friends."

It just happened.

The way it always happens. Not with a decision but with a direction.

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