It Was Never a Gift
She stopped knocking.
She turned around, and she looked at the life that had been standing behind her the whole time, waiting patiently for her to face it: her son, and his father, and a future none of these people had any further claim on.
That, it turned out, was what was on the other side of the last hope.
Not emptiness.
Everything.
Chapter 16 — Returned to Sender