An hour later, the ice cream container was empty, and the wine was gone as well. My head was heavy, and I was conscious enough to recognize I was drunk. Penny was a jerk, that was for sure, but despite many prior arguments in the past, we could never stay away from each other for more than a week. And Ross was becoming a young version of his Dad, whom I loved so much. What would John say if I could ask him about agreeing to have sex with our son?...

Again tears started pouring down my cheeks. And then I remembered what my late husband told me time and...