As the doctors and nurses came running, one turned to me and asked, “What did you do? You upset her!”
All I had tried to do was talk about my wife.
The nurses injected Mom with something, a sedative maybe, and she seemed to calm down.
Was this how it had to be, then? Was talking about Amber too much? Did I have to keep the woman I loved a secret again for my mother’s sake?
How could I possibly survive that?
My heart heavy, I stepped out of the room when directed by the nurses so the doctor could work.
I pulled out my phone. Amber still hadn’t called me back, and now I wasn’t sure if I should try to reach out again.
The pull of our bond tugged at me, feeling uncomfortable now when it was usually a comfort.
Maybe I had acted too soon dumping those pills. Maybe, with this distance, I
