She smiled again, this time tapping her knuckles on the bar. “I’ll grab it for you now.” I sipped the amber liquid she’d just poured, letting it take me back into the spiral of doubt, the spiral of truth. It’d been too long that I’d ignored it, too long that I’d let myself pretend everything was okay. I hadn’t been a good husband. I’d buried myself in work to try to forget about our boys instead of remembering them the way I should have. In turn, I’d found myself with more responsibilities at work than ever before, simply because I never said no. I’d left my wife at home to grieve alone,
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