if the day ever comes when she can’t take care of me anymore.
I stood there for a long time.
The day ever comes.
He had thought about this.
Not vaguely.
Not theoretically.
He had specifically imagined a future where I reached my limit.
David was asleep less than a foot away from me.
I sat on the edge of the bed.
Then I opened the envelope.
Inside were two handwritten pages.
The first sentence said:
Linda, if you are reading this, you have already been stronger than I ever
