You can’t say my birthday without opening your calendar.

You didn’t run late today, Dad.

You just never once planned on putting me first.” That night, after Ethan had gone to his room, I set the divorce petition on the kitchen island.

Marcus glanced at it and scoffed.

“This is absurd, Audrey.

There was never anything romantic with Evelyn.

I helped a friend.” “That,” I said, “is exactly the problem.

To be a hero to her son, you had to abandon your own.”