Chatting with a man waiting for a train. “This is the first time I’ve seen my son in 3 months,” he says gesturing to the eight year old boy sitting in the waiting room.
“His mother was diagnosed with cancer and she went crazy and threw me out of the house and I haven’t seen her since.”
From the way he describes his ex-wife’s cancer, the poor woman’s not long for this world. It’s ghoulish of me to be curious but boy oh boy I’d love know her side of this story.