Jenna & Brandon — Betrayal at the Port
I couldn’t verify every detail and didn’t try to become his supervisor.
His next contract would be shorter, and his travel schedule would have to work with the parenting plan.
“I thought I could do whatever I wanted because I was the one away earning money,” he said as we waited for the paperwork.
“I was earning a life for our daughters here,” I replied.
“I see that now.”
I looked at him carefully.
“Seeing it now won’t give me back their first three months.”