She Tried To Dump Four Kids At His Airport Apartment At Midnight

were arranged on the loveseat, Luke glaring at me with open hostility, arms crossed over his chest like a man bracing for a fight he’d already decided he was owed. The kids were noticeably absent, probably left with Luke’s parents for the occasion.

“Sit down, Mark,” my mother said, gesturing toward the single empty chair across from all of them.

I chose continue reading …