My Husband Asked Me to Be a Surrogate Twice Until I Learned Why He Really Needed the Money

felt strong from the inside too, most of the time. The cracks were there, but they were the ordinary cracks, the kind that come from tired evenings and tight budgets and the low grade friction of two people who love each other but are running out of room.

The problem was Marlene. That is not entirely fair, and I know it, because Marlene was not a villain.continue reading …