David
Kaye wanted to set Brent up with someone.
Damn it. She was supposed to be thinking of Brent at least somewhat romantically by now. Or at least, she was supposed to want him sexually. What on earth was she doing wanting to hook him up with one of her friends? It defied all of my expectations.
And made me far too happy. Happiness was dangerous, and I knew that for a fact. Dad had been happy with Mom once upon a time, until she’d left us both behind to do only God knew what. She never bothered to let us know anything about her, other than that she wanted a divorce from my father and didn’t want custody of me.
I thought maybe I had accidentally shown just a little bit too much of my disappointment to Kaye. There had been a look in her eyes, sort of thoughtful, that made me think I ha
