GRACE.
My phone's alarm went off reminding me it was time to go pick Laurel up from school. I had lost track of time, sobbing and sinking in gloom since I got back from Dior’s Diner.
I was relieved to see that Jody had left, so I had enough space to cry my eyes out without anyone asking me what was wrong. I had no idea if she kept to her promise but I couldn’t care less at that point.
I was going to tell my friends, but not now. I still couldn’t believe this was happening after all I had gone through to get my life back on track. Working like a mull these past seven years, trading sleep and convenience for a life of comfort for my daughter.
What do I tell her now? That some stranger who was about slipping into my life after six years was her father? After telling her she had
