After The Divorce I Flew Away With My Children Until The Ultrasound Changed Everything

I had barely lifted the pen when David’s phone rang. The ringtone was a melody I had grown to loathe over the past year, not because of the sound itself but because of what it preceded: the shift in his posture, the way his attention left the room, the drop in his voice into a register of manufactured warmth that I had not heard directed at me in longer continue reading …