After my divorce, I introduced a new woman at a party, and my ex-wife exclaimed, “You fool!” and then broke into laughter.

HIM STAY, MURPH!”

It was late when I returned home from work, and the house felt unusually desolate.

Our daughter, Maya, was at volleyball practice, and our son, Caleb, had his own college dorm but occasionally visited. Not tonight, though.

Jenna occupied my thoughts throughout the day, and guilt washed over me as I saw Izzy. She was sorting through work continue reading …