No Longer His Little Girl
After seven years of marriage, my husband, Marcus Doakes, gave every bit of his tenderness to his divorced first love and her daughter.
From then on, I began teaching my own daughter to call him "Mister."
When my daughter had an asthma attack and her little face turned blue from lack of air, one phone call from his first love saying, "Jacey is scared of the dark," was enough to make him leave.
I covered my daughter's eyes and told her to whisper, "Goodbye, Mr. Doakes"
At the parent-child piano competition my daughter had been looking forward to for ages, his first love cried that Jacey had no father to accompany her and was too afraid to go onstage. He turned and left without hesitation.