know, Caleb. That’s exactly what he did to her.”
His eyes filled with tears as he looked at Nora.
“She has my eyes.”
“She does.”
His voice shook.
“Can I know her?”
Three months earlier, I would have answered as the woman who loved him.
Now I had to answer as Nora’s mother.
“Yes. You can be her father. But I’m not taking you back.”
He nodded slowly.
“I won’t disappear again. I promise.”
“Don’t promise me. Show me.”
—
Three months later, I stood in my driveway watching Caleb struggle
