Sit on the truth too long and you mash the life right out of it.
Why did you marry Dad, Mom?”
My mother sniffled through her nose, looked at me, then smiled.
“I wanted something more and he was it. We both had big dreams.”
“That must have taken a lot of courage,” I said. “To marry Dad. He was so different from you.”
“It was hardly courageous. It was just the only thing to do. We were in love.