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
“Three months ago.”
“And you hadn’t called until tonight.”
“I was trying to work up the courage.”
She put the last cup in the cabinet.
“Courage is a strange thing.
You had enough to go overseas, but not enough to make a phone call.”
I accepted the comparison.
“Yes.”