Kristen
The parking lot was packed for Rutberg Elementary’s annual end of the year student art show. Given that it was one of the state’s most expensive and elite private schools, the lot was crowded with luxury cars and SUVs.
I worried how I would pay next year’s tuition if Kevin refused to support his daughter’s education. She would be heartbroken if I had to move her to public school and separate her from all her friends, especially Alex.
I shoved those worries aside as I parked the car and unbuckled my seatbelt. If I was troubled, Joy would sense it. She was too sensitive and too perceptive. I smiled at her through the review mirror. “Ready, kiddo?”
She grinned at me, “Ready!” She looked adorable in her pigtails and her purple overalls. As much as I hated her father, I could neve
