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

behind, his presence steady as ever. He had been invited by no one, but as my father and the children’s grandfather, he belonged more than half the guests.

People noticed us immediately.

Whispers moved gently, not cruelly at first. Curious. Confused.

Some guests recognized me. Some recognized Gabriel Hart. Many recognized the children from nowhere at continue reading …