I had to make a difficult decision when my wife Vanessa reappeared ten years later, carrying a devastating secret, leaving my crippled kid and me behind. Above all, though, I clung to Aiden because I knew that our ties to our families would keep us together.
I surveyed the living room, which was jumbled with medical supplies and Aiden’s toys. There was a dense quiet. I kept thinking about Vanessa’s statements from that morning.
“James, I can’t handle this any longer. I want my life back.”
