Summer
I went to go outside to grab Jordan and take him to see his daughter, officially, for the first time. I paused my step when I heard Dylan’s words. Were they true? Why hasn't he told me about this?
“What happened when you were eleven at camp, getting the s**t beat every day and abused isn’t something to sweep under the rug. If your dad is going to come back in your life, she needs to be prepared.”
I fell to my knees and placed my hand on his as he looked at me. His eyes went wide, realizing I heard everything Dylan said.
“Come, let’s talk.” I grabbed his hand in mind and we stood up. I looked over at Dylan, “Just tell them I’m talking to him about the next steps. We will be back shortly. How much do you know?”
“I’ve known Jordan since we were eleven years old and met at footbal
