The Compromise

The Compromise

689 Reads 110 Votes 6 Part Story
Kristin Jacques By HouseOfJacques Updated Aug 11

Two years ago, Karen had the worst conversation of her life. 
Her sweet little boy, Isaac, was diagnosed with Autism and Karen's life skewed sideways . She's a long way from the confident, post grad, and glowing new mom of her early twenties. Stressed, single, and mostly sober is the new norm.
For Isaac's sake, she's hung on by a thread, but it's only a matter of time until it snaps. 

The day she loses her badly needed job, Karen meets new neighbor Jay, who expresses  more than a passing interest in her. Kind, sweet, stupid hot (and he knows it), but most importantly, Jay appears to have infinite patience for both Isaac and the hot mess she's become. 

Karen wants more, for herself and for her son; she doesn't want to be defined by a label. With a little sarcasm, and a lot of compromise, Karen takes the frayed ends of her life and attempts to weave them together.  She's not sure how, but damn, if she isn't going to try.

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Monrosey Monrosey Jun 28
I think you’re very brave for doing this, Kristin. And because you’re so close to the subject matter means it’s going to be an incredible and hard-hitting story that’s relevant to so many people today. ❤️
Monrosey Monrosey Jun 28
This sounds so very familiar. Kids have a special way of making sure we never ever forget.
MaryFahey MaryFahey Aug 12
She's very efficient - but also very stressed. Issac so far is no more demanding than any child but the diagnosis is making her see him differently.
MaryFahey MaryFahey Aug 12
He probably gave her the diagnosis but little practical advice on how to deal with it.
MaryFahey MaryFahey Aug 12
Hopefully she can take an unfair dismissal claim. That's dreadful.
RElizabethM RElizabethM Aug 30
Oh, God. Those last minute messes are always the worst--especially when your patience is already fraying.