“I know. But there was no safe way to send word to you. And then, once you had…it was too late. If I had come back, it would have torn all of us apart.” She leaned forward, her chin cupped in both her palms and her fingers over her mouth. Her eyes were closed, but tears welled from under her lashes. “What a mess you made of it. What a mare’s nest we made of our lives.”
