Chapter Seventeen

I sat at the dinning, dejected, as I picked on my food.

Deep in thought.

I didn't notice Joseph come in from the kitchen, or sit down at the table, until he tapped me.

''You're not eating. "

"I'm not hungry."

Joseph sighed, and lifted a spoon of chicken soup to my lips.

"I said no!" I yelled. Can't you see were doomed? Since Emily left, we've been experiencing financial problems. And... I wrapped an arm around my stomach and sobbed. Joseph I lost him. He would have been a nice little boy with my looks and your height. Sometimes I think the miscarriage was Emily's fault!"

"Lilian don't relieve it," Joseph said and wrapped his hands around her shoulder.

How could he tell his wife that perhaps, the two miscarriages were the result of their maltreatment of Emily.

I was listening to Christy Lane's "One More Chance."

The song was old, but I loved the lyrics.

🎵Maybe I didn't treat you...

🎵Quite as good, as I should have...

🎵Maybe I didn't love you...

🎵Quite as good, as I should have...

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