Every Evening, My Husband Tipped Two Drops From a Small Dark Glass Bottle Into My Tea
“You don’t have to strain yourself anymore,” he whispered near my ear.
“I spoke with Attorney Lin today.
We can meet at his office tomorrow afternoon to sign the land papers, and then you can finally rest.”
I pulled back slowly and looked up at him, letting my eyes fill with tears.
“I am so tired, Daniel,” I said, letting a small tremor shake my shoulders.
“You were right.
I cannot take care of myself anymore.”
A tight muscle along Daniel’s jaw relaxed completely, and the tension left his shoulders.