The Day We Went to a Memorial for my Dad and then Killed the Cat

Art by Jeannie Phan

“That was a beautiful service,” a lab tech from my dad’s department said to me kindly. We’d retreated to a room filled with decent enough pastries and finger sandwiches. The hospital did a nice job. “What are you doing later this afternoon? Just taking it easy?”

I paused for a moment before I began to laugh. Loudly. It was a normal question, so she was…