“He didn’t want to have a child before he had a life. When Irene went ahead and had it anyway, he didn’t complain, but he didn’t understand, and he didn’t talk much anymore. Their life became a different place, and he didn’t know the language. All that mattered was the regimen of feeding and caring, except he didn’t care, not the way he was supposed to, not until she got sick.”
Read “The Broken Place,” my story published in the journal Fragmented Voices
