My Husband Was In A Coma For Six Years—Then I Noticed Something Was Changing

to let the world believe he was gone because a man in a coma can’t be tried, can’t be sentenced, can’t be held accountable for the family he’d erased from the world on a wet road at seventy miles an hour with a blood alcohol level that should have killed him too.

The coma was his verdict. Not guilty by reason of absence.

And I had been his alibi for continue reading …