He promised he’d come as soon as he could.
Then the line went dead.
I sat there, staring at the wall, trying to keep my emotions from spilling everywhere.
Because the truth was simple and ugly: if his mother called, Derek moved.
So I got a taxi.
- I secured two car seats with shaking hands.
- I adjusted blankets like they were armor.
- I told myself we’d be home soon and this would still be a beautiful day.
I believed that right up until the driveway came into view.
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