Chapter 40: Forgiveness

The next day, the male caregiver finally showed up. He looked about my father's age: kind, easy to talk to, maybe a little too fond of chatting and fussing. May had left, but before she did, she put her number in my phone and told me to call if I needed anything. Having a guy take care of me was awkward in some ways, like bathroom trips or showers, but it did make me feel more at ease, less likely to give people the wrong idea. He told me to just call him Wilson. Once he found out my name, he...