His Christmas Gift for My Dead Mom
Language: en
After finding condoms in my husband Jacob's passenger seat yet again, I wasn't angry anymore. I just silently helped him put them away. Jacob gave me a complicated look and volunteered an explanation. "Check for yourself. This box hasn't even been opened." I said nothing, closing my eyes and pretending to sleep. Half an hour later, he pulled up in front of a store and said to me: "Let's go buy a gift for your mom. We'll go back to your place together for Christmas to see her." My tears finally fell. My mom was dead. He still didn't know. 1. "Iman? Are you listening to…