I Begged My Twins To Take Me To The ER—One Detail Turned It Into A 36-Year Reckoning

that reminded us of our old life,” I said quietly. “Including you.”

We sat in silence, both processing thirty-six years of missed connections.

“Colin,” I said finally, “what do you want from me now?”

“I want to know my children. I want to understand who they’ve become.”

“And what about me? Do you want a relationship with me—or just with the children we continue reading …