Chapter 16
Charlie
“Charlie, hon, I think I should take you to the doctor. All this puking can’t be good for the baby,” my mom says, her hand on my upper back as I bend over the toilet and dry heave.
If Lance were here he would’ve made sure I’d eaten enough before I got to this point.
That thought sends me into a spiral of fresh grief.
I thought that being with my family would somehow make everything magically better. Or at least make sense. I guess I associated having children with my own family, but now that I’m here with my parents in Green Valley, I feel lonelier than ever. Or maybe it’s the ache in my heart that won’t go away.
I applied for a job with the postal service here and in Tucson, but there aren’t any openings at the moment. I’ve spent the last week helping my mom with
