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

Fosters from my life.

Instead, he showed up.

He drove me to doctor appointments when morning sickness left me weak. He sat in waiting rooms pretending to read magazines while clearly absorbing every sound beyond the door. He learned what crackers helped my nausea and which herbal teas my doctor approved. He asked about Helen and Thomas, and when I told continue reading …