A three AM phone call about a locked room changed everything

a starting school bus. “If you keep pushing him, he’s going to walk away, and then where will you be with the girls?”

I rubbed the bare indentation on my left ring finger where my wedding band used to sit before it grew too tight. “Why are you defending his schedule, Stacey?”

She didn’t answer. Instead, she grabbed her purse from the passenger seat, continue reading …