A sob racked the air. I’d never heard such a thing claw its way out of my throat, and it took me a minute to recognize the sound came from me. Once the first one escaped, the rest followed, and I could no more stop them than a sand wall could stop a tsunami. Sunday night, I’d cried silent tears, but there was nothing silent about these. They were guttural, chest-heaving sobs, the type that echoed across the deck and made the very air tremble with sympathy. They would’ve been humiliating had anyone seen me, but at this point, I didn’t care. I’d fucked up my relationship with the only man I’d
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