We found happiness.

FLY ME TO THE MOON BY KARINA RODRIGUEZ 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 44

The car radio always seemed to play the same song. It was as if that became our song. We found happiness sitting inside a car blasting Frank Sinatra, and going through the car wash. That is how our little fraction of the family found stability in the instability of divorce.

She would feel time stop.

The weekend had been going well until Hassan disappeared while swimming.