How Running Away Will Help Save Our Marriage?

“You never really get over it,” she said. “I just think about what his life would have been like. It just left a hole in my heart.”

Tom’s lower lip trembled. “It’s my fault,” he whispered, his eyes shiny with tears. “I was so young, and I didn't know how to stop...”

“ I-I-I am so sorry, I also have family issues.” She said with a sad look on her face “My father was in charge of Auschwitz and he let my little brother Bruno die in a concentration camp…” she was cut off by the noise of dogs barking .

"I'm so sorry. You're right, this is all because of my dad and you have

"I missed you too. I’ve been counting down the days until I can see you."

“You thought I died in the crash,” he interjected, “I didn’t know, I’m sorry, but can’t we just forget that now and come together like you wanted.”

Through thick tears, she choked out, “I wish I didn’t have to tell you this,

“This is all my fault, if I would have been there then maybe the baby wouldn’t have died.” I said, starting to sob.

“Una, you and Jac came at the perfect time,” said Audra, clinging to her and Faye. “How long are you staying?”

For a moment, they shared silence as her soft yellow dress tattered in the breeze. The angle of his chin and the tears in his eyes told her that he likely knew about her grandma. “I'm so awfully sorry about your abuelita. So sorry.”

“I always think that if we’d adopted sooner, I’d have had our kid to focus on. I wouldn’t have gone down the rabbit hole of drinking and depression. If only…” Tristan had taken a sip of iced tea. “Let’s not go there. Let’s talk about you. Your college days, your buddies.”

“I want you to know that you don’t have to feel alone. I know you wanna reach out for your grandma, but your mother and I are still here.”

“I want to know,” Cara says, running her hand over her face. “I need to know how long we’ve been here. Would you stop pacing for one minute?” I stop in the middle of the cell and raise my eyebrows at

“My entire fault…” He muttered to himself, and then went into a fit of coughs, “All…my fault…”

“I’m sorry, but your parents are dead,” she replied. “The system overheated and the engine blew up. The fire started in the front of the car, and your parents couldn’t do anything about it. You were lucky that somebody called the fire department in time to get there, before you got burned down to your bone.”