The Message From My Son That Forced An Impossible Choice – The Archivist

you start shaking, losing balance, looking confused. And I’ve watched him put whatever that is into everything you consume when you’re with him.”

I felt my knees buckle. Actually felt them give out. The waitress caught me, helped me sit on a crate of wine bottles.

“I’m sorry,” she said again. “I’m so sorry. I should have told you sooner, but I didn’t continue reading …