She almost got up to look at a picture of Jack, but she worried she would disturb Angel if she did so she stayed in bed.
These days Jack was a disembodied voice in her ear, not a real man at all. She couldn’t take care of him, sleep with him, or share his child with him, and forget about building a life together. If they had had a little more time before he left for
it might have been different, but they had been torn apart after only four
weeks as husband and wife. Afghanistan
So did she still love him? Anna had no idea.