that beside me?”
His friends said something in response, but I could barely hear them anymore.
I stood behind the wall with our five-month-old son against my chest and thought about the last thirty-two years of my life.
I remembered the diploma I had put away in a closet after getting married.
I remembered turning down job offers because another one of our children was still too young.
I remembered staying awake night after night while my husband calmly left for work the next morning.
I remembered how he traveled
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