I Could Only Do One Thing For Her, Have A Baby In Her Name

I was 23 and a junior reporter when the car we were in was hit by a dump truck and my college life partner was killed. I went back home to grieve. My parents never approved of her for me. A guy from my growing up days was there. He was a classmate of my older brother. He told me I needed to have a baby in her name. That's what I could do. Have a baby.

He did the honors. I had a girl and named her Sam. I married her father, so she could grow up in a normal home.