♤Aaron♤

The doctor discharged us a couple of days later and suggested we go to therapy—to help us cope with losing the baby.

He had no idea how much Joan needed it.

She’d seen someone die right in front of her, been caught in a shooting spree, lost our child, and seen me covered in blood. Even though she wasn’t saying much, I knew it had left scars on her.

I promised myself I’d go with her to every session.

That’s why I was opening the car door for ...