I was taking on so much of his mother’s care while he worked.
I didn’t know his guilt had nothing to do with Valerie.
I found out one evening.
Valerie had been especially tired after treatment and asked me to leave earlier than usual so she could sleep.
When I pulled into my driveway, Zion’s car was already there.
He wasn’t supposed to be home.
For a second, I actually smiled.
I thought maybe he had come home early to surprise me.
Then I opened the front door.
And heard