For My Daughter, A Storm

car crash, years ago. Andrew had been mangled, the doctors giving him

required a painful sacrifice, a piece of one' s own life force, given willingly. I ha

He credited the doctors, his own stre

was one

it. It was

treets, the city lights blurring through my tears. I didn't go to our sterile, col

music spilled from the open windows. I walked up th

ace. Jennifer stood beside him, her arm around his waist. And in fro

dying, and he

I knew he often left unlocked. The voices grew cl

ifer' s voice was sharp,

nce Gabrielle's position. Molly will be the Pres

the r

ne in D.C. will think Gabrielle was an unlucky, reckless girl w

ched sound. "I wonder what she l

but she was smiling. "Your father did this for

get close to the Senator. He was obsessed with her 'blessed' act. It

physical blow. He had built his entire life on my back, using me, despising m

nger. I slid the patio door o

died. Three faces turned to me