My Husband Kept Visiting Our Surrogate Alone So I Recorded What Was Happening and It Changed Everything

what they are in the middle of. I held him and looked at him and thought about the negative tests and the storage room that was supposed to be a nursery and the years of orbiting each other politely, and I thought about the bathroom floor and the recorder and the cold tile and the quiet anger that had turned out to be the most useful thing I had ever continue reading …