Add: 5 August 2015 / 13:54
It was her pelvic bones that did it, looking back. It was summer, and my wife and I had taken a week off together, enjoying the backyard resort we had built for ourselves. We enjoyed it on the weekends, to be sure, and took pleasure that our girls enjoyed it, too. But for a week each summer we wallowed in it, pretending it was an island resort, but all ours, all private.