Nathan Moore

Sleeping alone was awful; I simply hated it. I was used to feeling like my wife's body was lying next to me; that made me feel calm and safe, but today I had no choice but to sleep somewhere else because Grace hadn't let me go back to the apartment where I, she and the children were for Chase Davenport’s wedding, there in Chicago.

She was clearly mad at me for catching me in that compromising place. It was true that when I drank too much, I ended up doing stupid things, but ...