Roxie had no idea what to do or where to go. Going home wasn’t an option. The men wouldn’t be home, but just the thought of going back and staring at the bookshelves and walls made her want to pull her hair.
So, instead, she walked to the daycare, her fingers wrapped tightly around her handbag as though holding it tighter would somehow keep her life from cracking further.
At least one person wasn’t aware of or affected by the mess that was Roxie’s life. At least, not until the court case started, she thought with a squeeze of her chest as she watched Josiah’s face light up when he saw her in the doorway. Oh, how beautiful it was to be a child. Josiah didn’t question why his mother was early to pick him up or why she looked like she had the weight of a blue whale on her back.
No. He just
