When the Rain Ends

by Mary Ellen Taylor

silence was more worrisome than shouting or crying.

What-ifs didn’t matter. If Dani had learned anything, it was that the universe didn’t care what she wanted. Like the ocean, it swept in and reshaped the beaches and dunes at will,

Moving a life looked easy on paper, but in reality, it was messy and disruptive, no matter how many lists she made or how carefully she labeled boxes.