My Children Came Back to the Hospital Pretending to Care but My Bed Was Already Empty

of it, and how much of a person’s character lives in that space.

“I don’t know,” I said honestly. “I hope so.”

We sat for a while longer after dinner, the two of us, in the mild evening air with the wine and the dark valley below.

What I felt sitting there was not triumph. I want to be clear about that, because it would be a diminished version of the continue reading …