“Because, I’m leaving you.”
We both heard my father’s anguished voice as he read that line and collapsed to the floor. Angie rushed to his side and hugged him.
“Please, don’t cry Dad. We love you.”
I stood frozen to the spot watching him heave and cry. This was the man who had fallen from the roof, broken his leg, and had the bone come out. The most we had heard was him call for Mama saying he needed an ambulance. Now he was crying like an infant. Angie hung onto him, crying as well.
“Why Ch