Meredith Caldwell — The Blue Folder
Willa needed me.
I didn’t answer.
And when you came home, I tried to make you believe it wasn’t as bad as it was.”
I felt tears burning behind my eyes.
“Thank you for saying that.”
“I don’t expect it to fix anything.”
“It doesn’t.”
He nodded.
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