“Christmas was great without her,” my dad texted. I replied with just one word—and soon their lawyer was calling.
I was coming home from deployment—my first Christmas with family in years—when my father texted: Christmas is better without you. Don’t come. I stared at the words on the screen until they blurred. Then I typed a single reply: Understood. After that, I made a quiet change to some of the paperwork. Forty-eight hours later there were … Read more