I nearly dialed 911 on the tattooed teenager holding a screaming baby inside an empty 1 AM laundromat. Then his bag tore open, and my stomach sank with utter shame.

we pause. If you ever try to make me the bad guy to her, we go back to supervised.”

Rachel nodded.

“I agree.”

Jackson looked surprised.

“You do?”

“Yes.”

“That’s it?”

“I didn’t come here to win,” she said. “I came because I finally understand what I lost.”

He stared at her.

“That sounds nice.”

“I know.”

“Words are easy.”

“Yes,” she said. “They are.”

Then she pushed continue reading …