I Wrote to a Friend

I wrote to a childhood friend in New Zealand and the email bounced. I googled her name and got an obituary dated a year ago. She died of pneumonia. I am still in shock because my sister knew all about it but deliberately didn't tell me. This is the legacy of the awful members of my New York family.

I started running away from abusive parents at age 15. The anger is still there. These are not compassionate or kind people. These are greedy competitive vindictive narcissists.