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outstretched for his wife as if she’d returned from a long journey.
Logan put his hand on my back and watched his parents, his face
relaxed and receptive in the bright sun. Nothing was hidden. Not his
admiration or his love. I got it, just then. I understood what he wanted from
a marriage and why I wasn’t the one to provide it.
Ted and Doreen’s children had been loved consistently and strongly
their entire lives. No interruptions, no hard stops. They’d never had cause to
question it.
Did I envy him his parents? Did a little rage bubble up when I thought
of how mine were gone before they’d finished raising me?
Yes to both. But his mother’s acceptance had taken all the heat out of it.
Logan and I would divorce, but I would make sure that the intervening
year was as painless for Doreen Crowne as possible.
I’d do that by making her son happy.
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