After the March 8 gift from my husband, I grabbed the children and left town for good.
You didn’t take good care of him,” he whispered, extending a framed photograph as a Women’s Day gift. “I hope you’ll do better with the children.” His smile was empty, lifeless. At first, I couldn’t comprehend what I was seeing. The world had narrowed, then shattered into pieces. In the photo, Alexey stood in that … Read more