A mother watches her husband ignore their son from the day he is born, and the silence between them slowly erodes her marriage. As she stops calling him her husband, she must decide what she is willing to endure for the sake of her child.
my son looked up at me his little hands tightened around his Lego pieces as he spoke cautiously mommy is daddy busy again I froze looking into my son's eyes unable to tell him the truth his father was not busy he was with another child I could not bring myself to say it all I could do was pull him into my arms my
heart aching for him like it had done so many times before it's okay sweetheart sweetheart you still have me mommy will always be here for you he did not ask any more but his eyes turned red on the way to school neither of us mentioned henry again henry you had one last chance after parking the car i took my son's hand and walked into the school
however the moment we stepped into the classroom i stopped in my tracks henry daddy sitting by the window he instinctively looked up at the sound of our voices his pupils conducting What are you doing here? Daddy, you...
What did you just call me? Uncle Parker, you're sitting in the wrong seat.