Acts of Surrender 6: Going Deeper

I woke at six this morning, haunted by a conversation I'd had last night about the excerpt from Acts of Surrender, my memoir-in-progress, that I wrote and posted here yesterday. This is the result...

It was 8:30 p.m. I was sitting in the dining room eating a bowl of cereal. Adam came downstairs from his bedroom.

"Can we talk?"

"Sure," I said. Things had been a bit strained between us since he'd told me, that morning, that it would be best if I left the house in a week. Best for both of us.

Thing...