Tyler
I awake to the sound of my daughter"s voice. She’s kicking the nightstand and mumbling, “Where"s Mommy?”
I sit up in bed, disoriented. It"s barely light outside. I have no idea what time it is.
“I don"t know, baby,” I say. “What time is it?”
“Time to get up. Where"s Mommy?”
I get out of bed and follow Lily into her room. She has all the lights in the house on and her clothes are laid out neatly on the bed. “Did your mother do that?”
She shakes her head, looking up at me.
“Mommy didn"t come home last night,” she says.
“Yes, she did.”
“She didn"t tuck me in.”
“You fell asleep playing on your iPad. She came in and gave you a kiss. I watched her do it.”
Lily squints at me, trying to make sense of what I am saying. She thinks she knows it all, but she"s still so young.
“Hailey
