Hello, Kyrie?
Hi, good morning.
Hi, good morning.
How are you doing?
I'm good.
How are you?
Doing pretty well.
Do you want me to read you the title or just the body of it?
Maybe the title, might as well.
All right, whoops.
Bye, Bye, Family Minivan.
The “family minivan” that he said we needed
but that I should buy for road trips
to visit his son in Los Angeles and his daughter in Santa Barbara,
and to take our two boys camping and biking and skiing;
the “family” minivan that he encouraged me to purchase just the year before,
when he knew what he was doing and with whom.
And so he knew that we were over, doomed,
but he was too afraid to say,
and for which I later blamed him every time I looked in my driveway —