head.
I looked back at Mike. “Would you like to explain?”
He opened his mouth.
Then closed it again.
“She said we’re going on a trip,” Simon added softly. “Me, her, and Daddy. You’ll have to work, Mommy.”
My chest tightened.
A trip.
I refused to lose control in front of my child. I took a slow breath and nodded. “That sounds exciting,” I said carefully.
Mike continue reading …
