My Pregnant Daughter Was Found at a Freezing Bus Stop—Her Husband Had No Idea What I Used to Do for a Living
That was mine to answer.
It was not hers to soothe.
“You can tell me what you want to tell me,” I said.
“You can stop whenever you need to.”
She looked at the water cup.
“I still remember good things,” she said.
“I hate that.”
“You don’t have to hate yourself for remembering them.”
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