He nodded slowly. “Can we go home now?”
“Yeah, baby. We can go home.”
The History
Let me back up.
My name is Marissa Kalen—though I haven’t used that last name in years. I’m a single mother, a nurse, and apparently the family disappointment.I got pregnant with Elias when I was twenty-four. His father, David, was charming, ambitious, and ultimately absent. He left when Elias was two, citing the pressure of fatherhood and the need to “find himself.”
He found himself in Seattle with a new wife and no child support payments.
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