The Mouthwash Cup
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The day Kian Richmond was welcomed back by his birth family, my mother took a Greyhound overnight to see him.
When Mrs. Richmond offered to thank us for raising him, Mom, terrified of the gesture, only took a single crystal glass from a side table.
As we were leaving, I overheard Mrs. Richmond speaking to her housekeeper.
“It makes my blood boil, thinking of my son going hungry, living in some leaky tenement.
“People like that belong in the gutter, picking through trash.”
With my eyes burning, I found Kian to return the glass, but he just shrugged, a picture of indifference.
