I Was in Active Labor When My Husband Chose a Fishing Trip. The Call He Made After Changed Everything.

meant doing whatever his daddy told him to do. His father, Gerald Holloway, was sixty-one, a widower who’d lost his wife to cancer when Brent was fifteen. I felt sorry for Gerald at first—losing your wife, raising a teenage son alone, that’s hard. But somewhere along the way, Gerald’s grief had turned into something else entirely. Control. He kept continue reading …