My Dying Husband Asked Me to Adopt a 16-Year-Old Girl—The Day After His Funeral, She Whispered, “He Spent Your Entire Marriage Lying to You”
Christopher had become two competing stories in my mind.
Wonderful husband.
Cowardly liar.
I kept trying to choose which was:
real.
Eventually therapy forced me to accept the infuriating answer.
Both.
That did not mean balance.