Cal watched Sierra throw a few snacks together and call it a lunch. He hadn’t gotten up and showered, the way he usually did. “Grandma will be here after school.”
His break-up with Lisa had happened on Saturday night, and he’d barely made it through Sunday without burning his house to the ground. So cooking was out. So was socializing. And parenting. And apparently, working.
“You’ve told me four times,” Sierra said.
“I’ll be back on Thursday.”
“Yep,” she said. “Going around to Lightning Point, so you’re not that far away. Fishing boat. Hut in the rain forest. Got it.” She flashed him a smile that still let him know she was frustrated with him.
He was frustrated with himself too. “Okay.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead and added, “Be safe. Love you.”
“Love you too, Dad.” Sierra hitc
