My mom took a lot when she left, just like Hallie said. She stole my belief that everything will be okay. Taught me that things don’t work out. Since I was five years old, I’ve reserved trust and faith in anyone except myself. You can’t let yourself down. And then I met Beck, and that changed. I’m realizing it changed, right now, as Sandra reaches my dad’s side and the ceremony begins. I’m not assuming my father’s second marriage will fail, that the love and happiness on his face will fade over time. I’m cynical, but I’m not certain of collapse. Because of Beck. Because…he makes me believe
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