When I called to tell my son that my wife had pass…

tired of pretending that his wife Sophia’s coldness didn’t hurt her. When she passed away Tuesday morning at 6:47 a.m., I held her hand and promised her I’d try one more time with Marcus.

I waited until that afternoon to call him. My fingers shook as I dialed his number. The same number I’d called for birthday wishes and holidays.

The same number that continue reading …