"No way. They don't want the kids endangered any more than we do."
"Do you trust her?" Tina asked.
"I trust that she will be here on time or she will call me. I trust that she will be a good mother. After all, she was fine until that jerk changed her."
"Remember," my mother said to Tina and me, "the divorce was your (meaning me) fault to begin with."
"I agree. I had changed for the worse. Fortunately, I was able to fix myself."
"Then is there any reason to assume she hasn't, or can't, fix herself?"
"I'd like to think not, but I just don't know."
My mother came to stand in front of me. I stood. She looked up into my face. "If there is ANY doubt in your mind, don't let her," then she hugged me "but do what your heart tells you to do." I smiled down at her.
"Why are you smiling?"
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