Twins
Derrick and I were married not long after college not so many years ago. He’d been pre-med and I was completing a law degree when we’d met and only a few months later we were married. Our honeymoon as abbreviated by his school obligation to volunteer (is it really ‘volunteering’ if it’s mandatory?) at a clinic in Bolivia for the summer. While he was there, he contracted a foul disease from the filthy, third-worlders and he came back to me sterile. My dream of being a mother was over. His...