Hail Mary: A Second Chance Romance (Bad Ballers Book 3) by S.J. Bishop

Author:S.J. Bishop [Bishop, S.J.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-08-03T04:00:00+00:00

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Gwen

Nikki wouldn’t stop screaming. Twice, my next-door neighbor had come by and offered barely civil advice as to how to quiet her. There was nothing I could do. Nikki had picked up a cold in daycare, and she was miserable and still screaming for her mother.

I understood how she felt. I’d never been more miserable in my entire life. In my dreams, I still saw Law’s face when I’d told him that Nikki wasn’t Eric’s daughter. It was like someone had stabbed him in the stomach. He’d looked at me with such anger, such sorrow.

I’d returned to my mother’s, and Law must have told Andre because the lineman had dropped Nikki off there, and he’d looked concerned. “Whatever it is,” he said, “I hope it’s reparable. I’ve never heard him like that. He sounded lifeless.”

I wouldn’t know how he sounded. He hadn’t spoken to me since, and he wasn’t going to. I’d hurt him again, and that was the end for him.

For me? I was in hell. Nikki was unhappy, and she was acting out. She threw her food, she broke her toys, and she said she hated me. I’d worked with children like Nikki before. I knew she’d come around, but when it’s your own flesh and blood telling you they hate you… She wouldn’t go to bed; she wouldn’t stay asleep. Daycare had called to tell me that she had bitten another kid. Between Nikki and my day job, I was beginning to feel like the world’s most terrible human being. I was at my wit’s end.

I’d messaged Law a week ago, telling him, again, that I was sorry. Telling him that Nikki was asking after him and that if he wanted to visit, he was welcome. I had hoped to hear back from him. My heart was hurting for him. But I got nothing in return.

Law had warned me. It’s better to be around family, he’d said. But I hadn’t believed him. I hadn’t been able to get away from my mother soon enough, and now, I would give anything for her to show up and sit with Nikki while I went out and had a stiff drink. I would give anything for Law to walk through that door.

I stared at the door as if he might. It remained closed. I wasn’t in Miami anymore. I was in Chicago, where it was windy and cold, where my sick two-year-old was gearing up for yet another tantrum.

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