Michael parked at the curb and walked Noah up the cracked concrete path.

“We had a really good weekend,” Michael said.

Lena gave a quick nod.

She kept shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

“I’ve got a ton of laundry tonight, so we need to make this fast,” Lena said.

She spun her silver wedding band around her middle finger.

The nervous habit had stuck with her ever since they signed the final divorce papers in August.

“I brought the check for his indoor swim lessons,” Michael said.