Who's the Father?
He wouldn't be out in less than a week, and I wasn't worried about him coming after us again.
On the plane, Christopher tilted his head and asked, "Mom, where are we going?"
Looking out the window as the city slowly disappeared beneath the clouds, I stroked his head. "We're going somewhere where no one can find us. Don't be scared. I'm with you."
Christopher grinned. "I'm not scared!"
After a moment, he asked again, "Mom, do I have a dad?"
I thought for a moment before replying softly, "You did once, but not anymore."
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