I Came Home Early and Found My Pregnant Wife on the Floor—Then I Saw the Notes She Had Been Keeping About My Mother

“Your mother raised you.”

“Yes.”

“Doesn’t that mean anything?”

“Of course.”

“Then how can you do this?”

I looked through the glass doors toward Evelyn.

She was sitting on the balcony reading.

The same balcony where Nora had once locked her outside.