CHAPTER TWELVE
CONNOR
“What do you mean you can’t meet halfway?” I ask Vivian, who’s determined to give me hell today. I couldn’t end the week without her starting s**t. Every time before Olivia’s supposed to come stay with me, Vivian goes out of her way to make my life difficult, and this time is no exception.
“Maybe you should skip getting her this time and just pick her up a week early in November?” she suggests.
“f**k that, Vivian. Have you lost your mind? We have a court-ordered agreement. Getting her for one extra week around the holidays isn’t equal to having her for a month in the summer.”
She lets out a long sigh. When we were married and would get into these little spats, she’d blow things out of proportion. Over the years, I learned to pick and choose my battles, but when i
