Foster

by Claire Keegan

I am in a spot where I can neither be what I always am nor turn into what I could be.

Many’s the man lost much just because he missed a perfect opportunity to say nothing.’

It was like learning to ride the bike; I felt myself taking off, the freedom of going places I couldn’t have gone before, and it was easy.

This is my mother I am speaking to but I have learned enough, grown enough, to know that what happened is not something I need ever mention. It is my perfect opportunity to say nothing.