The Man in the Past
I've been married for eight years, but my husband won't let our daughter call him "Dad" because his childhood sweetheart's son struggles with severe depression.
After he missed our daughter's parent-teacher meeting again because he was with Susan Lawson and her son, I decided to leave. I prepare the divorce papers and decide to leave with my daughter.
I go to her school and find her homeroom teacher, Laura Anderson. "Ms. Anderson, I'd like to apply for a school transfer."
She looks surprised. "Why the sudden decision to transfer?"
I reply calmly, "Her dad has been working out of town, but he's finally settled down and wants us to move there."
Laura sighs. "Well, that's not bad. I always thought you were a single mom."
I smile.
I'm not, for now. But I'll be one very soon.