“They do if there is a giant explosion,” Mason answered while making a loud crashing sound. “There is no reason for an explosion in a residential zone,” Toby argued.
Cassidy heard their voices but she could not look away from the cruel message on her screen. The sentence about seeing what success looks like found a bruised place in her heart and pressed down hard.
She sat down on the old sofa and felt the springs creak beneath her weight. There was a time when Justin could hurt her with a simple look or a long silence during dinner.
She thought the divorce would create a wall between them that his poison could not cross. She believed that separate bank accounts and legal papers would finally grant her some peace.
She had been wrong because some men do not need to live in the house to keep making the air feel heavy. The boys were supposed to see their father every other weekend, but Justin was very flexible with his definition of fatherhood.
He often canceled at the last minute because of a business dinner or a fake emergency at the office. He loved the image of being a father but he hated the daily work of fevers and school forms.