I Picked up My 5-Year-Old from Kindergarten When She Suddenly Said, ‘Daddy, Why Didn’t the New Daddy Pick Me up like He Usually Does?’

I made the appropriate sounds like, “Uh-huh, wow, that’s great!”

But I didn’t hear a word. My brain was stuck on one thought, looping over and over. Who the hell was the new daddy?

And since when did Sophia start taking Lizzy to her office? She’d never mentioned it. Not once.

When we got home, I made Lizzy dinner. Her favorite chicken nuggets and mac-and-cheese. Then, I helped her with a puzzle while my mind raced.

That night, I lay in bed next to my wife, staring at the ceiling while she slept. I wanted to wake her up and demand answers. But something stopped me. Maybe it was the fear of what she’d say. Maybe it was the need to know for sure before I accused her of anything.