Do What You Want
"I can't stay with you anymore, but at least Josh is with you. That puts my mind at ease. Take care of yourself."
Mom, I promise I'll take care of myself, but Josh will no longer be part of my life.
After the service, I thanked the priest and the other church members and said our goodbyes.
As I got into a taxi, Natalie posted another update. The photo showed Josh from behind, pushing a wheelchair.
[With you beside me, I'll always feel safe.]
I scrolled past without pausing and leaned against the window, closing my eyes.
When I got home, the moving truck I had ordered was already there. The movers carried out my belongings one box at a time.