I thought about moving to Maine. Or maybe Halifax. Somewhere entirely different from suburban Long Island for the entirely different life Reese and I would have the life I never planned for him and now needed to make as good as possible. It might have been healthier to move, to not be reminded by the washing machine and the planter on the porch and the crooked street sign at the end of the block and the bagel shop on 25A that Maureen would never share any of these things with me again. But we couldn’t move. If we moved and Tanya ever came back, she wouldn’t know where to find us. And I refused to believe that she wouldn’t ever come home again. Staying meant I needed to get back to work. And getting back to work meant finding a babysitter for Reese. It’s entirely possible that one of the first four people I interviewed for the job would have taken good care of my son. [download]
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