Alexander
Life wasn’t always like this for me.
A sugar-coated veneer of normality once held the power to keep my darker impulses at bay.
Once.
Getting married was easy, I just had to pretend to be everything I wasn’t.
Getting divorced was easier, I just had to stop pretending. I never wanted Claire. I wanted her sister.
We met at a fundraiser for the Para Olympics. Claire’s sister is a double-amputee swimmer and one of the most vivacious people I’ve ever met.
She was in an accident. One of those wrong places at the wrong time affairs that dealt her a shitty hand.
She lost both her legs below the knee, chewed up under a Transit van traveling far too fast on a blind bend. People grimace when she tells the story. Give it all the oohs and aahs and you poor, poor soul. But she didn’t wa
