That's Not My Name

by Megan Lally

“Me and your father also understand that as devastating as this has been for us, it’s even worse for you,” he continues. “But that doesn’t mean you get to give up on your life either. You can advocate for Lola and still take care of yourself at the same time. You’re still here.”

Love supportive parents

Something moves outside the window, and I about pee my damn pants.

Madison runs back and pulls me down by the water. She spreads out Lola’s jacket on the concrete—keeping it safely out of reach of the waves. She sits on one side, and I sit on the other, carefully placing the cupcake in the middle of the fabric. I reach out and light the candle. The breeze from the river tries to put it out, but I cup my hands around it. “Happy birthday, Lola,” Madison whispers.

Omfg