My mom. She liked her wine. She liked to smoke in bed. Virginia slims. I was playing out in the neighborhood with the kids. I could do that with Merle gone. They had a bike, I didn’t. Heard sirens. They jumped on their bikes and followed it. I ran after them. Caught up to them and saw her looking at her. Everyone was looking at her. It was my house they were there for. My mom, burnt up to a crisp. Nothing left. You know she was just gone. Erased. People said it was better that way. I don’t know. Just made it feel like it wasn’t real, ya know?