Ten Years His Cover—Now I'm Free
In my tenth year of marriage, my old childhood friend, Joshua Sears, posts a photo on social media.
Both Joshua and my wife, Sabrina Lawson, are hugging his son, Andy Sears, and my daughter, Tiana Jenkins, in it.
The four of them look very close to each other. The caption accompanying the post says, "Blessed to have the perfect son and daughter."
I leave a comment below the post, saying, "Looking good together."
A few seconds later, the post is deleted.
The next morning, Sabrina rushes home and yells at me. "Ashton Jenkins! Joshua was finally feeling better for once. Why did you have to trigger him again?"
Tiana shoves me hard and snaps in an accusatory tone, "It's all your fault that Andy's crying now!"
I take out a copy of the divorce agreement and slam it down before them.
"Yes, it's all my fault. That's why I'm stepping out of the picture now. Then, the four of you can form the wholesome family you've always wanted."