Colin, Jenna & Wesley — The Broken Promise
I told Diane I needed the hospital.
She said they’d separate me from Wesley if I admitted I couldn’t cope.”
“That wasn’t true.”
“I know that now.”
We sat in silence while someone wheeled a breakfast cart past the door.
“I need you to know,” she continued, “I wasn’t sleeping through his cries.
Sometimes I couldn’t get up.
I kept moving him close enough to reach.