The Bittersweet Symphony of Love
Language: en
I was lying on the operating table for a miscarriage when my parents were in a car accident. I had just lost the second child I was carrying for Zack Johnson. At my parents' funeral, I called Zack again and again. Until his childhood friend Natalie Parker answered, her voice impatient: "Zack's washing strawberries for me. What do you want?" Cradling the urn containing my parents' ashes, my expression blank, I replied: "Nothing. Just tell Zack when you're done eating the strawberries that I agree to the divorce." I was alone when I took my parents' bodies to be cremated. Along with…