Chapter 110

I get through the rest of the letters. By the last one, I’m numb.

The tone changed, and I could mark the spiral my father

took in his latter years, perhaps an extension of the guilt he

couldn’t come to terms with.

Maybe I could’ve been sweeter when I visited. Maybe I

could’ve been braver. Less needy.

I don’t know.

stomach and I think of my

No. Never.

would I do to my child what had been

am pretty fri ggin’ traumatized. And now that my father is dead,

long

I’m crying

steady stream of

I do that. I stroke his fur and snuggle closer. “I’m okay. I just have to process it all, so

that because he lays his head

The one that I’ve been

Leah,

look back. I’ve made mistakes. So many where you are concerned. I’ve gambled with our company too many times, and those decisions that should’ve paid off set us back so far, we’re close to being

on you far beyond

bled for us. Your financial contributions have supported us. Your sacrifice as wife to

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