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Chapter Eight
Chapter Eight Pete’s heart sank as he watched Jo peel out of his driveway and zoom down the street. Anger warred with frustration inside him. f*****g bad timing. “She’s gone. Great. Are you happy?” He shot an icy look at the girls before he closed his fingers around the car keys and stuffed them in his pocket. Then, he headed back to the house, grumbling to himself. Coffee. All this before my coffee. The girls stayed in the SUV, sulking. He could tell by their expressions. Being both mother and father had made them close. Sometimes, maybe too much so, he wondered. Now, he was in a pickle. The one thing he’d managed to hide from them all these years, his s*x life, was a topic of conversation, staring boldly at them. How the hell am I going to weasel out of this one? He returned to the ca
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