“And tonight?” he asks.
“Well, tomorrow is Saturday, so I’ll get to sleep in, but I’ll probably just take a bath, read, or watch another movie.” I pause, thinking about how sad my life sounds right now. “Okay and now you just made me realize how pathetic I am. Thanks.”
He chuckles, shaking his head. “And what did John do those nights?”
I have no idea where he’s going with this, but I play along anyway. “Well, we normally eat dinner together, and then he plays with Maize for a while or gives her a bath, then he’ll either read to her or rock her to sleep. Then about an hour later, he goes to bed.”
“And that’s been his routine since the day Maize arrived,” Jackson adds. “No going out, dating, drinking, having a social life. He’s made Maize his number one priority.”
Picking Maize up, I wa
