The Day I Told My Son I Ran Away

I was unloading some wood bark from our pickup with my 10yo son when I told him I ran away from home as a child.

I can’t remember how we got on the subject. I think he asked why I lived with my grandmother as a teen, and somehow it came to this.

“Did you just say you were going to run away? Or did you really do it?” he asked. 

It was November and rainy in …