Chapter 38
I sat much longer, combing her hair than she wanted me to. I couldn't stop; I loved touching her hair and caring for Ana. In my mind, she is my wife, my pregnant wife. It can't be wrong that I want to help and take good care of her. I know it's a bit scary and weird if I tell her she's my wife or that she's mine. She is, but not in a bizarre way; I want her to be my woman and my love for all the years I have left of life. Saying this out loud will come off as weird and wrong. I am sure I am crazy, totally off-the-charts crazy for Ana. I have never felt love like this. Never have I been in love if this is what love is.
I pull up by Ana's school to drop her off. Her face mirrors mine. A mix of sadness and longing. I don't want to let her go, but I have to. It doesn't help to kno
