Chapter 5
“You’ve reached Rich. Leave a message.”
Kristen hung up before the beep and wiped tears from her eyes. She knew how pathetic it was that she still called her dead husband’s cell phone, and even more pathetic that she continued to pay the bill so she could, but she was scared she would forget the sound of his voice. Most of all, there were some days when Travis wasn’t listening, Noah was cranky, and she was on the edge. Hearing his voice made her feel better. For a single moment, she could pretend that any minute he’d be walking through the door to take the kids for ice cream and give her a desperately needed break.
Now as the only parent, she didn’t get much time to breathe. There was no one to tag team when Travis was pitching a fit about not getting his way, or when Noah wok
