for fixing my car. Okay, honey?”
No! It’s not okay. He’s my
daddy, and daddies are only
supposed to kiss mommies.
You’re not my mommy, so you
better not kiss him anymore!
She storms into the other room.
Brad smiles apologetically.
Sorry bout that. Jeez, she’s
more like her mother than I
imagined. Who knew such
a little girl could have such
a big temper—or opinions?
I’ve never really asked
about Angela before. This
seems like as good a time as
any. “Tell me about Angela.
What happened between
you? Why did she leave?”
He shakes his head. Not
much to say. We got married
and had kids, right out of high
school. One day she said she
needed some space. Guess
she found some she likes.
He Drops It
And so do I, but thinking
about leaving kids behind
has made me want to see
Hunter. I pick up the phone.