And it humbled me, how completely wrong I’d been about a man I’d shared a bed with for a decade.
Chapter 12 — The Gold Sticker Lady
“I —” I looked from Yara’s phone to Sammy, who had lost all interest in the adult drama he’d set in motion and was now trying to lick the condensation off his juice box.
“Sammy,” I said, turning slowly to my son.
“Is this the lady Daddy said was bringing the big secret papers?”
“Yeah!” Sammy said, delighted to finally be understood.