He Wants Me More After Divorce
Daisy agreed to come, though her expression made it clear she had questions she was saving for when Chloe wasn’t listening.
I stood up from the hallway floor, still holding Chloe’s hand, and looked down at the friendship bracelet on her small wrist, blue and green and white, matching the one on Harrison’s wrist, matching one on Lucas’s wrist too, apparently.
My daughter and his son, best friends, wearing matching bracelets, sitting next to each other in class every day.
The universe had a genuinely twisted sense of humor.
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