At 45 I Got Pregnant for the First Time but My Doctor Told Me I Needed to Question My Marriage

week assembling it. Eighteen months of bank statements with the withdrawals highlighted. The apartment lease. The Bye-Bye Baby receipt from his car. The receipt from Dolores’s kitchen. The check-in photograph from Dr. Petrova’s office. The ATM location map laid over his work calendar.

Colleen spread it across her kitchen table in Fishtown and said, continue reading …