said, his voice breaking. “You looked at me and saw a man.”
I died with his hand in mine.
The doctor said Isaiah’s heart stopped beating the next day, as if he simply refused to keep up without me. Our children said “no,” quietly. They said his heart did exactly what it always does.
He chose love over survival.
Am fost îngropați unul lângă altul, numele noastre gravate pe o singură piatră, nu pentru că societatea a aprobat în cele din urmă, ci pentru că familia noastră a insistat asupra
