CHAPTER 18
On Monday, after spending a perfectly wonderful weekend with his beloved, Drew called his dad during his lunch break. “Dad?”
“Hello, Drew. How are you?”
Drew's stomach churned. “Um, I'm great. Listen, I need to talk to you.”
“Sure, what's up?”
“Do you remember my high school girlfriend?”
“Which one, Marcie?” James sounded suspicious.
“No, Alyssa.”
His dad sighed. “I had so hoped you would forget about her.”
Drew was dumbfounded. “Why?”
“Because she wasn't good for you. She reminded me of your mother.”
This statement confused him even further. “How? She's nothing like that.”
Dad sucked in an audible breath. “Drew, you might not know this, but your mother was…”
“I know. An addict,” Drew interrupted. “Michael told me. Dad, why did you marry her anyway?”
James let out
