The Knocking Started Right After She Told Me He Was Mine

from the kitchen trash.

Six days ago my biggest concern had been whether a board member was going to force a vote on expansion into Austin before Q1.

I wanted to punch something. Mostly myself.

Randy hit the door again.

“I want the rent.”

Emily closed her eyes.

My head turned so slowly toward her it almost made me dizzy. “You just had a baby.”

“I know.”

“And continue reading …