that house, so I made a decision. I asked my son, Connor, if I could live with him and his wife, Eve, for a while.
Connor didn’t hesitate, bless him.
“Of course, Mom.
Stay as long as you need,” he said.
His voice was warm, and it was the first time in weeks I felt any kind of relief. I was grateful that they opened their home to me. I couldn’t bring myself continue reading …