Act I “I thought I was coming with you.” Nia stood near the front door in her cream-white top and black trousers, her coat ready in her hands. Ava and Caleb were already…

Act I “Isn’t this one for me?” Nia stood beside the dining table, her hand hovering near a plate that had been set close to an empty chair. She had just finished her…

Act I “Did you save me dinner?” Nia stood in the kitchen doorway with her backpack still strapped to her shoulders, staring at the empty plates scattered across the dining table. Dinner was…

Act I Nia stood in the living room holding a pillow and a folded blanket, staring at the pile of belongings beside the sofa as if she had walked into the wrong house….

Act I “Why can’t mine go in with theirs?” Nia stood beside the washing machine with a small armful of clothes pressed against her chest. The drum was only partially filled with Ava…

Act I Nia had learned that asking questions could turn an ordinary family dinner into an argument. Still, she asked. The dining room glowed beneath warm pendant lights, and the table was already…

Act I Nia stopped in the hallway when she saw her mother’s photographs disappearing into a bag. For a moment, she couldn’t understand what she was looking at. The framed pictures, the handwritten…

Act I Nia was still holding the laundry basket when she realized everyone else was getting ready to leave without her. Near the front door, her stepmother stood with car keys in one…

Act I Nia was still holding the laundry basket when she realized everyone else was getting ready to leave without her. Near the front door, her stepmother stood with car keys in one…