“Maybe he did. And then he made a terrible choice.”
“I suppose Wade deserves the chance to make his own choices.”
“That’s all I’ve been asking.”
Two months later, Mom came for dinner. She'd been seeing a therapist regularly.
It remained to be seen whether she would hold on.
My mom watched him the whole time.
When Wade entered the room, she stopped him.
“I've spent five years waiting for you to disappoint Emily. I'm sorry.”
“I hope things can be different now,” he said.
A few months later, our daughter was born.
And all this time, I was thinking about Thomas.
“I hope things can be different now.”
When our daughter was six weeks old, I met Thomas at a diner.
He showed me a photo of Daniel.
“Your brother wants to meet you. No pressure.”
“I don't know if I'm ready.”
“I understand. And Emily, I'm sorry I gave up on you.”
