I Went to Apologize to My Ex-Wife on Christmas Eve. Then a Seven-Year-Old Boy Opened a Door I Thought Was Closed Forever
“I came tonight to apologize for that,” I said.
“I didn’t know about Mason.
I thought enough time had passed that I could tell you the truth without expecting anything back.”
“Why now?”
“Because I got tired of telling people we weren’t right for each other.
It was an easy story.
It let me avoid saying that I made a terrible choice.”
She studied me.