A Heart Torn Asunder
Language: en
My daughter has reached that charmingly treacherous age where she doesn’t lie, but she’ll say the most terrifying things with a straight face. From the backseat of the car, she asked her father in all seriousness, "Daddy, when are we going back to that nice nurse's house for milkshakes?" I watched my husband’s face tighten, then I gently probed for more information. "Was the nurse pretty, sweetie?" My daughter nodded enthusiastically. Then she leaned forward and whispered to her dad, "Is it a secret?" Just as I was deciding on the perfect spot to bury my husband's body, he rubbed his…