cried. “Daniel left me.”
I sat up in bed, my heart pounding.
For a moment, I said nothing.
Then she kept talking.
“But this time there’s a child. She’s four, Emma. Her name is Lily. She’s sick. Something with her kidneys. I have no money, no insurance, and nobody left.”
Her voice cracked on that last word.
Nobody.
I wanted to say, “Now you know how it feels.continue reading …
