“It’s small,” Danielle said, “but you only need somewhere to sleep, right?”

I looked at the room.

Then I looked at her.

“You’re right,” I said quietly. “It is time for a deep clean. Of everything that no longer serves me.”

PART 2

I closed the utility room door and sat on the folding bed.

For a long time, I cried.

I cried for Grace, for Samuel, for the boy continue reading …