whatever extra electricity it uses.”
She stared at me with the expression of someone encountering a unreasonable person.
The strange thing was, I felt no unreasonable anymore.
David approached me that evening and asked for a spare thermostat key.
“No.”
“Mom.”
“When you pay for the cold air, you can control the cold air.”
He didn’t ask twice.
The bedroom
I thought the thermostat might make Harper understand that my boundaries were real.
I was wrong.
My bedroom was on the ground floor.
It had an attached bathroom, large closets,
