I just stared at him, still feeling a bit salty. It’s been several months since Grandpa kicked him out, and months since Ally finally signed those divorce papers.
For almost ninety days, I’d cry myself to sleep thinking she’d never sign. I was convinced they were patching things up since I hadn't heard a single word about what was going on.
"Are you mad?" he asked softly. I glanced over at Precious, who was busy playing with her siblings' toys.
"Why are you mad, Mommy?" she chimed in. I shook my head and forced a smile.
"I’m not mad, baby."
She beamed and nodded. "I’m so happy Daddy is here. Are you happy too, Mommy? I kept my promise! I brought him home so you won’t be sad or miss him anymore."
"Thank you, baby." I didn't want to show her how upset I actually was with her father. I
