part 2 The man who spent eleven years blaming me for our childlessness threw me out of our home9-008v

Ryan is having a wedding,” I told them. “He asked if you’d like to go for a little while.”

Lucia asked if there would be cake.

Mateo asked if weddings had rules.

Elena asked if I would be there.

“Yes,” I said. “I’ll be nearby the whole time.”

That settled it for her.

On the day of the wedding, Santa Barbara wore a perfect sky.

The vineyard stretched over continue reading …