The Line I Crossed
Mary’s POV:
Elowen’s kindergarten was a fifteen-minute drive from the house.
I held her hand the whole way there. She didn’t pull away, didn’t squirm, didn’t complain that I was holding too tight. She just walked beside me with her purple backpack slung over her shoulder, her hair finally brushed, her dress replaced with jeans and a t-shirt that said I Heart Unicorns in glittery letters.
At the classroom door, she stopped and turned to look at me.
“Mommy?”
“Yes, baby?”
“Are you going to talk to Dad today?”
I crouched down so we were eye to eye. “Yes. I am.”
“Are you going to be sad again after?”
The question was so simple, and so complicated, and so perfectly her that I almost started crying right there in the hallway.
“No,” I said. “I’m not going to be sad. I promise.”
She studied my face for a long moment. Then she nodded, as if satisfied, and threw her arms around my neck.
“I love you, Mommy.”
“I love you too, baby. Have a good day.”
She disappeared into the classroom, and I stood there for a moment longer than I should have, watching her through the small window in the door. She was already talking to a friend, already laughing, already moving forward in a way that I was still learning how to do.
I turned and walked back to my car.
Alistair’s company was in the financial district, a glass and steel tower that rose above the surrounding buildings like a monument to everything he had built.


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