Michael couldn't respond. His voice abandoned him. That was my dream, and I barely missed it.
“What happened to you two after… the divorce?” James asked. “I hated that she cut off my contact with you… and abandoned our son in the process. Were you okay?”
“No. Sorry,” he replied honestly. “It was about like you would imagine.”
James looked grim. “How did you survive in that environment?”
“Poorly,” Michael admitted. “Mom lost custody of both of us a couple of years later.” He turned to face Sheridan. The sight of her beauty distracted him from a wave of unpleasant memories that threatened to rise.
“Where did you go? I tried to find you, but I never was able to.”
Michael gladly admitted another, less painful truth. “I went to foster care with a lady named Molly. Don't imagine anything d
