Liam“Dad, can we stay longer?” Charlie asks, licking the last drops of syrup off his fingers.
“Sorry, buddy, but we have to get you back to your mom’s house,” I tell him, reaching over to wipe his face with a napkin.
It’s Lexi’s weekend with the kids, and if I drop them off late again, she’s going to fly off the handle.
“Mom won’t be mad,” he whines, curling up in his chair.
I almost want to laugh, since that’s the understatement of the year, but I plaster a smile on and ruffle his hair.
“We’ll hang out next week, okay?”
Charlie nods sadly. Every time I drop them off at my ex’s house, it breaks my heart. I’d never say anything bad about her in front of them, but as human beings go, she’s one of the more vindictive ones I’ve met.
Of course, she waited until after I’d put a ring on it
