Chapter 12

“Now tell me what happened tonight.” Lloyd had found a tray and put four glasses of water on it. He placed the tray on the coffee table and handed me a glass.

My hands shook as I took it, but I managed a sip. The world slowly righted itself. Embarrassed and exhausted, I knew I was going to be all right. I put the glass down and stood slowly, like an old man.

“Excuse me. I have to use the bathroom.”

I needed to splash some water on my face, urinate, and not break down and cry.

As both Christopher and Lloyd started to protest, I shakily hobbled back to the master suite and my bathroom. I shut the doors behind me, first the one to the suite, then the second to the bathroom. With trepidation, I looked in the mirror and shuddered.

The man who stared back at me was old and worn out. He’d spent his life trying to live up to what everyone in his family and his town wanted of him. And what did he get in return?