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

away, as though the answer carried more weight than he could bear. Then he said quietly, “Because I’ve been searching for you since the day you disappeared.”

The world tilted.

I stepped back, one hand instinctively moving to my stomach. A tiny, private gesture. Protective. Unseen.

“Disappeared?” I repeated. “I didn’t disappear. I was raised in Pasadena.continue reading …