At My Son’s Society Wedding They Seated Me In The Last Row Because They Thought I Was Poor

loved him, and when he died after two years of fighting a cancer that was faster and crueler than either of us had anticipated, I had grieved him with the genuine depth of someone who had lost a partner who mattered.

But I had also thought about Theo, in the way that people think about roads they did not take. Rarely, and only when the quiet got long continue reading …