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

to me.

And yet my heart reacted before my mind could. A strange ache unfolded beneath my ribs, deep and unfamiliar, like grief waking from a sleep I hadn’t known it was taking.

I looked up at him. “Why do I look like her?”

The man’s lips parted, but for a moment no words came out. He glanced past me toward the house I had just been thrown out of, toward continue reading …