as hiding, listening. This wasn't a memory, it was a second chance. I had l

. "She' s just so... simple. Always tired, alwa

were a football star, Kevin. You could have bee

oncrete beneath me. "I hate it when my friends see her. They ask why my mom is a waitress. I w

lped through her own divorce, offering her a sh

sweetie. It' s about stability. A child needs a stable environment. With Sarah working

crude. It was a character assassination. In a few hour

diner as proof of neglect. He' d file for an emergency custody order, force a divorce, and leav

fought them, begged, and lost everything. I lost my son, my home, my reputation.

d, hard resolve. They thought I was simple. They thought I