MY HUSBAND TOLD ME I’D GO BACK TO NOTHING

“I had two children,” she said. “I never told you that part. I led with you because you were the one I lost. But I had a son first. Three years before you. His name was Daniel.”

“Okay,” I said, careful.

“Daniel died when he was four. Leukemia. 1993.” She wasn’t crying. She’d done her crying about Daniel a long time ago; you could hear it sanded down continue reading …