Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96733 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
“Your mouth is manky and you know it,” Jordan says.
“Sorry?” Cass growls incredulously.
Jordan rolls her eyes. “You know what I’m saying. Your mouth is filthy.”
“For fuck’s sake. Where’d ye learn that from? You know what, never mind.” Cass shakes her head. “Where’s yer father? Joe, Joe, come get the girl before I cobber her. Better yet, tell her father to come get her away from me.”
Jordan pouts and folds her arms over her chest. “Just stop saying bad words. It’s not that hard, Gran.”
“I will, yeah,” Cass huffs with so much sarcasm anyone can tell she doesn’t mean it. “I’ve had enough of ye today.”
“I love you, Gran. That’s why I always want to be with you,” Jordan says as she kicks at a rock.
Cass throws her arms up. “Don’t touch her,” she growls at the guy I assume is Jordan’s father.
I still haven’t placed all the names with faces or their children. I know Joe is the big guy with the smile on his face as he walks over and pulls Cass into his arms.
She holds her hand out for Jordan to take. I don’t miss the mischievous smile that comes to the little girl’s lips. Joe tugs the two along with him.
“Why call me just to yell at me? And this is why she’s spoiled and drives us all crazy,” the guy I believe is Jordan’s dad says as he shakes his head.
Looking around, I smile. I think Cakes would love this. I take a glance at my watch. It’s too late to go to Agatha’s to get some help baking.
However, I can head over there tomorrow. Mind made up, I say my goodbyes. I’m going to go shopping for Snacks’ new kitchenware.
Something in my gut tells me Paige is going to keep her word. I’ll bake the cupcakes and drop them off. Hopefully my girl remembers our truce.
CHAPTER 13
A Gift
Trevor
I sit in my truck staring down at the documents dropped off at my work site today. I was prepared to open it and find some more bullshit from Donna and her attorneys.
Instead, I found a divorce decree. I’ll have to remember never to piss Tasha off. She didn’t like Donna before meeting her. Whatever happened while I took my walk with Sammy made her loathe the woman enough to have Paige promise me I would have a divorce within the week.
I had no idea she could make that promise come true. After my dinner with Paige and Bobby, I figured two to three weeks tops. Yet here I sit staring down at my freedom.
I thought this would feel different. However, I feel hollow. The broken pieces of my heart are scattered, and I’m not sure I have it in me to put them back together.
For so long, I thought I was the problem. I never gave it my all or tried hard enough. Every time Donna hurled those accusations at me, I took them to heart and believed it was me.
Our failed marriage was my fault. Some part of me still feels she may have been right, but I didn’t turn her into the person she is. A person I could never love, even if there wasn’t someone else out there who’s always had my heart.
I shake my head and dial the first person who comes to mind. I need to talk to someone who knows me, who knows the man I hope I am.
“Hello, son. How are you?” Daddy answers.
“Hey, Daddy. It’s done. I’m finally divorced,” I say for the first time aloud.
“Congratulations. It’s about damn time. I hope now we can all be rid of her,” he mumbles the last part.
“I’m sorry I ever brought her into our lives.”
“I wish you would have listened to my advice in the first place,” he mutters.
“I did. You said to do the right thing.”
He sighs on the other end. “Trev, I didn’t mean to marry that girl. Oh God, is that what you thought I meant?”
“Well, yeah. If you didn’t, what did you mean?”
“I wanted you to go after Cakes. I thought you would make sure you weren’t the father and then you’d go talk to Cakes and mend things between you. I always thought something was off with Donna. Then Jess was born, and I sort of felt guilty.
“I tried to give her the benefit of doubt after that, but she just kept proving her character to be what I initially thought. She’s mean-spirted, a bigot, and doesn’t have a motherly bone in her body. The woman would eat her own children if it served her.”
“Well, damn, Daddy. I didn’t know you felt that way.”
“I’ve thought it for a long time. She solidified it with all that crap she pulled with Tam and Brad. Enough about her. It’s time everyone heals from the situation. What do you have planned, son?”