"Please. If mom hadn't been so intent on not letting "Stephen Pursey" out of her sight, even she'd have noticed that you were expecting our visitors last night. So how'd you know about the cell phone?"
"I found it. She actually left Purseton Howell the Third on the wireless charger Friday night and I knocked it over by accident. I knew I couldn't be a party to a pedophile going free."
"Don't feel bad daddy, you did the right thing." She kissed me and opened her door. "By the way, I wanna live with you after the divorce." As she closed the door she chuckled. "Purseton Howell the Third. Good one."
Normally I only power my phone on at the end of the day to locate Becky. The day after Katie got arrested again, curiosity made me turn it on at first break. I had missed calls from Katie's pare
