When My Child Mentioned “Aunt Phoebe,” Everything Fell Apart

like someone else and told me it was work. What was it like, Ethan?”

His mouth opened. Closed. Opened again.

“I don’t know,” he whispered.

“This is my house too,” he tried.

“Then you’ll leave anyway. Because if you stay, I will break something neither of us can put back.”

His face twisted. “You’re going to take Noah away from me because of this?”

“You already continue reading …