Masked by locked eyelids, he sobbed in the back.
...
"Not everybody understood my husband." I whispered to the microphone.
.
His eyes opened.
We connected,
laughing silently at my understatement.
Then, I continued.
...
Not everybody understands. Or will.
But I go on anyway.
.
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