I shoved the last box inside, closed the trunk of the rental car, and drove away as quickly as possible. I pulled over at the bottom of the long driveway to let myself finally cry and scream, then cry some more.

“What a coward!” I shouted angrily. “Couldn’t even face me like a real man.” It was both infuriating and hurtful.

“What an *ss,” I grumbled, wiping my tears only to have them come right back, upon remembering the animosity in Bev’s words. ...