En cours de chargement...
"Sweetie, I'm home." I tried to put as much kindness into my voice as possible. I didn't want to have another argument - at least not right away. Silence."Sweetheart?"A gunshot echoed from our bedroom, followed by the sound of a bullet casing skipping along a wall. Everything slowed down.***When a life is destroyed, when guilt says you played a role in its destruction, how do you face the days ahead? Twenty-six-year-old Abel Keogh chooses to ignore the promptings he receives concerning his wife's mental illness, and now he feels he is to blame for her choices.
If only he had listened .