This is the story I think of when I think of an elegant short story. A woman’s aunt dies, causing her to reflect on her relationships with her aunt, her long-deceased mother, her father, her cousins. In a way it is about the different ways women exist in the world. Quiet and moving, it still feels somehow joyful, as if all the life that has been lived by the characters has not been for nothing.
First published by Kalahari Review, 2015. Read online here