I took Daniel and Ethan to the train station.
But this time, when Daniel got out of the car, I looked at him one last time like a husband.
—Tonight, we will be talking about lawyers.
No incidents were reported on the platform.
A simple, tense nod.
The process was not easy.
There have been discussions.
There were tears.
Attempts at reconciliation took place late in the game.
"It was a mistake," Daniel insisted. "We can correct it."
But I had already crossed an invisible line.
I couldn't forget what I had seen.
I couldn't erase the image of my dress on another body.
I couldn't ignore the fear in my son's voice.
I decided to stay temporarily in the house while Daniel moved into an apartment.
Not for convenience.
