““Only one option remains: repeat the story I told Daniel all those years ago, keep telling him I am his mother. You see, I’m hoping if I carry on the same old lie, it will make it true. Ridiculous, of course, but I need Daniel to believe me so desperately. I’m clinging frantically to the perfect world of motherhood I’ve created, and I can’t bring myself to let go. What else do I have in my life that means anything, besides him? I””
