We’re faulty for a thousand reasons, but we aren’t people of low tolerance. We’re hardy in this family, hard to run off and not hard to please. We’re too flawed and too challenged by history, circumstance, and chemistry to hoard grace for long. So when I say we came to a place where we believed my husband and their father was gone forever, I’m not writing for dramatic effect. I slept in the house with a stranger. A stranger slept in the house with me. A man I didn’t like. A man who didn’t like me. My life, his life, our girls’ lives, became unrecognizable, and as is often the case, especially
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