The Knocking Started Right After She Told Me He Was Mine

frame. Cheap screws. Cheap repair. The kind of thing I would’ve never noticed before.

I put my hand flat against the door.

“Randy,” I said, loud enough for him to hear, “take one more shot at this door and I’ll have Bellevue police here before your hand comes down.”

Silence.

Then: “Who the hell are you?”

I unlocked the door and opened it just enough to continue reading …