The Life Sacrifice
She'd begged and pleaded with me to let her stay, and though my heart ached a little for the girl, I thought she was, but knowing what I know now, I couldn't find it in me to care.
My head was a jumble of thoughts and mixed emotions. It's not easy accepting how much of a failure I'd been, not only to my child but to my wife, who I'd promised to take care of her. I tried once again to recall when everything had changed. When had I started neglecting Gia? And why? It has to be more than just Becky's words, surely.
But I couldn't pinpoint a particular time or occurrence; it all seems to have just happened. It feels like one hit after another with no letup. First, learning that my wife had been