My Son Told Me, “The Door Is Right There”—So I Walked Out and Took Back My Life

PART 3
The word landed strangely. “Why Ohio?” “Dad says his company is transferring him.”

I sat down slowly on the edge of my bed. “Michael never told me that.” “I know.” “Jessica didn’t tell me either.” “I know.”

Clare’s eyes filled with tears. “They’ve been talking about it for weeks.”

I stared at her. “Then why would they move me with them?”

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