Prologue

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Dear Elaine,

The crowds cheering my name just doesn't feel the same as the day you were taken away from me.

Maybe traded is a better word.

A choice was made, and our son was born. A choice you made.

I know you believe that I could handle this. You watched me win so many battles. There is no greater pain than living without you. I'm not good at this parent thing. I wish you could help me.

Ty keeps getting bullied, and into fights. Ty is anti-social, and goes mute for days at a time. He just gets so angry.

I don't know if constantly switching schools is helping our boy or hurting him. No matter where we go, Ty always struggles. This is his last year in school and I fear that I failed him.

Elaine, when you were alive you made me a better man. I kept my promise, I wore your smile on my face. I wore it every day. Elaine, that smile means nothing if that smile is not on Ty's face.

Yet another letter written by my father. There has to be well over 6,000 letters by now. He just keeps writing them and placing them in this same suitcase.

I feel like he is mocking me. He knows I know about them. Yet he keeps writing to mom. As if she made a mistake. What if I am a mistake?

One more year and I will be out of here for good. Just like he always wanted.

I will try to be better.

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