Don’t Let Your Mother Answer for You
What I have said, to two people, is the only formulation that has ever felt exactly right.
My mother did not want to hurt Jessi.
I think that is true.
I think she barely thought about Jessi at all.
She wanted to be the person I called on Sundays.
And she was, for sixteen months, and it cost her a grandson, and me a son, and Jessi seven years of doing it alone, and it never once occurred to her while she was doing it that she was paying for anything.
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