AnthonyThe sun relentlessly beat down on us as we continued our zoo tour. For once, since my accident, I wasn’t suffering from extreme leg pain due to the narcotics I took that morning; however, that discomfort was exchanged for another affliction—90-degree weather.“I don’t know about y’all, but I’m ready for a break,” Simone said as we approached a small play area. Nori started squirming in my arms and whined to be put down.“Yeah, I could use one myself,” I admitted, finding a vacant seat under the shade for my family and myself.My family. Was I presumptuous for calling us that? Did I make Simone uncomfortable?“Nori, I know you want to play, but I need you to give me a few moments of your time while I reapply your sunscreen. You are tanning something fierce,” Simone complained as she reached into the diaper bag for the children’s sunscreen. “You could use some, too, you know?”“I’m fine.”“I don’t think you are. Your nose is looking a little red.”“I’m touched that you care abou
SimoneThe zoo was exactly as I imagined: full of excitable children, flustered guardians, laughter, and the slight smell of food and animal feces. Nori cooed with excitement from the energy and squirmed to get out of the stroller.“Maybe I should’ve rented it out,” Anthony mused with his large hand wrapped around the head of the cane, his steel eyes sweeping the crowd.“Rent what out?”“The zoo.”“Don’t be a rich jerk. Half the fun is the atmosphere, especially for a kid.”Anthony heaved a burgeoning sigh before shaking his head and smiling. He tapped the side of the stroller with his cane. “The things I do for you, kid,” he remarked with a grin. Nori smiled back at him but was quickly distracted by a lion prowling its enclosure. He tapped me, nodding to the sign.Do not feed the animals!“Do you think lions go for little sharks?” he mused.“Not this one,” I said, grinning back. My eyes widened when I noticed a family leaving a nearby bench. “I think it’s time for a break.”“I—”“You
SimoneMy stomach teemed excitedly, even while Nori drenched me during her bath. Her father bathed her last night, but Nori thought giving her hair a yogurt mask treatment was a great idea. I wasn’t upset. I was too eager about the zoo. Nothing could ruin my day.“Today will be your first day at the zoo, and I know you’ll love it. You’ll see penguins, sea otters, lions, and elephants. There are more animals than that, but those are my favorite,” I explained as I washed her face.Why was I excited? Because for the first time in what felt like forever, I was happy.Let me be clear: any time away from my child feels like forever.I spent the next thirty minutes getting Nori ready for the big day. Usually, she wore two ponytails, but I intended for her to wear a hat the entire day, so I left it down.“You’re all done. Let’s go see if your dad is ready to go. I want to arrive before the heat gets too bad,” I said, kissing her cheek before heading downstairs. Halfway down, I caught sight of
AnthonyThe throbbing surged from my leg to my head as I tried to wrap my head around what she said. I massaged my forehead with the heels of my palms.“I didn’t know what to do. Nori was all that I had, and suddenly she wasn’t there any longer. I’d become severely depressed and almost swallowed a handful of pills until Jonathan knocked on my door offering me the nanny position.”My vision blurred as I thought about how if it hadn’t been for Jonathan, I would’ve been too late.My selfishness almost killed my daughter’s birth mother….“I’m not telling you this because I want to get back at you or something petty like that, but I wanted you to hear it from me. I didn’t want Jonathan to spill the beans and you were blindsided. I forgive you, Anthony because you’ve been sincere and have taken the appropriate steps to make amends with me, including agreeing to 50/50 custody. I’m forgiving you for myself and for Nori because I want her to live in a happy, loving environment, and that can’t
AnthonyMy eyes widened in shock. “My wife?”“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought her up. I’m sure mentioning her brought back painful memories. You never spoke of her before, and she’s half of Nori…so….”“I see. I’ve come to peace with her death. It was three years ago.”“How did she pass, if you don’t mind me asking?”“Cancer,” I answered before taking another gulp of my spirit.“I’m so sorry,” she whispered.“I remember being so angry at her for a long time. She was such a free spirit. She couldn’t stay planted for long. She was always traveling, whether I was with her or not—she had the spirit of a nomad, but it made her happy, and as long as she was happy, then I was happy. I was ready for kids, but she wasn’t. She still wanted to travel and felt kids would get in the way. She kept reassuring me that we had time, and what’s the rush? So, I let her be. Not soon after, we discovered she had Stage 3 cancer—pancreatic—the worst kind. I wanted her to fight it and undergo chemo and radi
AnthonyI nursed a snifter of bourbon, attempting to kill three birds with one stone—numb the pain in my leg, ease my guilt, and forget about my feelings for Simone Livingston that increased with each month that her stomach grew. Soon after signing the contract, I found myself looking for every excuse to be in her presence. I even went as far as stopping by her apartment one day after work to ensure her smoke and carbon monoxide detector functioned properly. She had greeted me with a puzzled yet radiant smile, silently wondering what the hell I was there for, but too polite to turn me away. A two-minute detector check turned into a two-hour chat followed by dinner at her favorite Mexican restaurant. I gravitated towards Simone like the cliche moth to a flame, not because she was carrying my child, but because she was the first woman since my wife who could completely disarm me with a simple smile. My icy exterior, which had built up after years of grief and mourning from losing my par