I Prayed for a Miracle, Now I Lock My Door Against My Son

while the world kept spinning like nothing had happened.

After a while, she asked, “Do you ever…?”

She didn’t finish. She didn’t need to.

I looked at my hands. “Yes,” I whispered.

She exhaled like she’d been holding that confession in her lungs for years.

“Me too,” she said.

And in that moment, I realized something that made me furious:

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