My Son Hated My Hugs, Then Cried Over My Cold Body

Nathan Delgado's germaphobia was severe. Every time we made love, he had to shower three times afterward.

Even our children inherited it. If I so much as touched them, they'd burst into tears and scramble to wash their hands.

But I had always loved chasing what didn't want to be caught. Every single time, with relentless cheer, I'd force a bear hug on the three of them who couldn't stand a speck of dirt.

Until the day his childhood sweetheart and I were in the same car accident, both of us soaked in blood.