December 2, 2008
I see the lights in the darkness as the car pulls up. He comes in, talking about traffic. Kisses me, tosses his keys on the mantel. At this moment, we are entirely separate. I know. He doesn’t. As soon as I speak the words, his life will change forever. He’ll know, and I’ll be the one who told him. “Sweetheart,” I say, looking at those deep blue eyes, “I have some bad news.” As he gazes at me, I say the words, and watch his eyes change. He shakes his head, disbelieving. He walks away from me, shocked. Different. Forever.