My Son Brought

”

“Not surprising.”

“Can I read it?”

I hesitated.

Then I handed it to him.

He read slowly. His expression barely changed until he reached the sentence about Ryan.

Then his jaw tightened.

“She thinks you feel guilty about Dad leaving?”

“Yes.”

“Do you?”

I leaned against the counter.

“I used to.”

“And now?”

“Now I know Ryan leaving was Ryan’s failure. Letting this continue reading …