“Ellie, I was always allowed to come home.”
“Then why did Mommy say you weren’t?”
“Mommy made a big mistake. But none of this was your fault.”Get Writing Tools
Her face brightened.
“So I don’t have to pack my purple room?”
“No, sweetheart.”
She hugged me tightly.
I’d come home twelve days early hoping to surprise my family. Instead, I discovered my daughter was about to lose her home, her school, and the father she’d spent months waiting for.
I couldn’t save my marriage, but I could protect my place in her life.
And from that day forward, Ellie wouldn’t have to wonder whether her daddy was allowed to come home.
