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

beside me.”

Another pause.

Then, softer, irritated, “That’s not fair.”

Fair.

I looked toward the sunrise spilling gold across the hotel curtains.

“For eleven years, I let you and your mother call me broken,” I said. “I let you sit silently while she made me feel less than human because I couldn’t give you a child. I went through procedures you barely asked continue reading …