worn inhaler in my h
it later that day, his
being with your parents? He' ll b
lding it up. "He needed it. He couldn' t breathe, Mark. H
, the image of Leo' s strugg
ddling him. You sai
nhaler from my hand
eo threw a tantrum because Ethan had a newer toy. He faked being sick
cross the room. It cla
rom you. You' re jealous, aren' t you? Jealous that I care about Lau
giggling boy who only ever wa
tered into a
ing; he was actively rewriting it, p
s narrative. All t
e constant neglect. Leo, who would draw pictures of t
e be so bli
university, a sp
ice cream later. He' d mentioned it
t been there for weeks. An
ed Laura' s flimsy excuses
s a chasm I could
ening with a small,
t out, he announce
oking a bit down. Thought
ish orange. A color I hated
He didn' t know I was allergic to t
he knew nothing about me that
gift wasn' t for me; it was another of Laura' s
im, my face c
He' s not with my p
ing, for one insane second, th
running a hand t
Laura said he' ll be back before the end o
te. He didn' t want to hea
, already absorbed
found regret
dn' t I protected Leo from this c
Mark would change, would see the
y own desperate hop
g fire, but the anger at myse
r, dragged Leo to that clinic the moment he
e backyard, laughing as he pushed Ethan o
months. Mark had always said it was
nse was spared, no
sneakers, the latest video g
me-downs or p
bitter pill I' d swa
umphant smirk playing on her lips a
atching from the
ark, said something in his ear, and the
twisted it!" she cried, her vo
by her side, all co
g her on the sofa, fetching her an ic
ten, started to wail. Mar
had e
room, my voice calm but c
ted, Mark. He buys Ethan shoes Leo needed. No
t you show some compassion? And stop br
broken sound. "You want compassion
reply. I turned and wal
way. I was walking
my car. It wasn' t much, an
e knew. She' d seen the bruises Mark sometimes left, the o
ight dim in my ey
igned the papers, her q
e right thing, Sar
w. This was jus
start. Far away from Oakhaven,
ost of my son in eve