I watch Carter fall to pieces in the garage while I fall to pieces on the inside, and everything feels so utterly wrong, so devastatingly broken. I don’t know where I’m going. I don’t have a home, and the person I need more than anything, the only one who can take all of this away, the pain, the heartache, is the one who’s brought it all in the first place. Visiting hours don’t start until eight, so I sit in the parking lot and fall apart some more, until I’m sure I can’t be put back together. When I burst through the door of the suite, I find the man I’m looking for sitting on his balcony,
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