My High School Sweetheart, Reimagined
ith a phone call: "Your wife... she didn't make it. S
ed twenty-five years of my life. Now, miraculously, I w
but to end it b
ion widening her perfect eyes. A cold fury fueled me as I told her I didn' t love her anymore,
my parents. It had to be about money, I reasoned, rumors of her family' s debt
you!" Her words shattered my carefully constructed reality. She came back, too? Impossible. She coll
in our past life, leading to the crash. And then, she collapsed again, sick. I final
tood before her in high school. "Hi," I said, my voice filled with a love that had cr