~ Carl ~
I can't believe I've let this happen.
I bring her fingers to my lips and kiss them, briefly, lovingly, and then release her hand. I fish in my pocket for my Blackberry and hold it out for her. "Speed dial eight." Mechanically, I rise and carry myself from her room.
I'm vaguely aware that my mother is cuddling my son, who appears fast asleep. Everything else is fuzzy. I drop into the chair next to them. My eyes unfocus. I'm staring straight ahead at... nothing. I clench and unclench my fists. I need to control something... now.
"Darling?"
Who am I kidding? I have no control. "She's doesn't want to come home."
"Oh, Carl," comes a whisper of disbelief.
I drop my head into my hands. My family has fallen apart. The only woman I will ever love doesn't want me.
"Let me talk to
