"But you're so sad!" she insisted.
He turned his hand over to hold hers and ran his thumb over its back. He kept his eyes on her hand as he struggled with his words. "For the first time in my life, I'm experiencing genuine happiness without the doubt and fear that kept me on edge throughout my marriage. Yes, I'm sad I've frightened you off, but that doesn't matter. I understand I don't deserve this, and you should keep me at arm's length because you're a good person. The truth is, I'm not."
Sam made a sound of protest as she squeezed his hand tighter. "You're a good person, too! You just have... the other living inside you. I understand now that you can't get rid of it, but at least you have an outlet that keeps it... calm." She sighed. "I can't say I'll ever be comfortable around it. It
