I said I was OK with polyamory. She couldn't find a job on the west coast and moved back to Alberta. I missed her so much, drove back to be with her. The first night back, she said, "I've got to go spend the night with John," and walked out across the yard.
I woke at 5 a.m. and drove south, the earth's shadow descending the Rocky Mountains to my right, tears pouring down my face.