I love BJ more than I want the right to be angry at him — and I want to be with him, properly, always. I know for that to happen, the forgiving and the trusting need to happen. And actually, truthfully, I kind of thought I already had. Stupid, I know, because it was never conscious. One day it just stopped being the first thing I thought of, stopped being this thing that sat in my throat like a lump of dry bread that I couldn’t ever swallow down properly. That only happened when I saw him again. A face like that washes away a multitude of sins, believe me, I’ve committed many with him and he’s
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