diner. Derek called me once. I listened to his voicemail later, alone in my apartment.
“Carrie, it’s… it’s Derek. I know I’m the last person you want to hear from. I just… I needed to say I’m sorry. I was an idiot. I believed everything Mom told me. About you. About our chances. I let her convince me that the problem was you. I’m seeing a therapist continue reading …
