Colin, Jenna & Wesley — The Broken Promise
I answered calls from Jenna.
I listened when she told me she was tired.
When Wesley was sick, we sought appropriate medical advice instead of arguing about whether he was being difficult.
When someone offered help, we made sure that help was actually what we needed.
On the anniversary of the morning we reached the emergency department, Jenna and I sometimes went for a quiet walk.
We never called it a celebration.
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