“Well, that’s why we’re taking it slow, Theaella . It’s why I took my lemons and made lemonade.”
“I took my lemons and made lemon juice.”
“Once diluted, and with the help of a little sugar, lemon juice is lemonade. I like to think we’re making lemonade right now.”
She smiled down at her hands as she smoothed her napkin in her lap. “Where is he now? Your father?”
My mouth dried up, my tongue covered in sand. “We didn’t know what happened to him. He just…disappeared. Ma couldn’t afford to hunt him down for child support or even a divorce. vincentfigured him for dead, but we woulda heard. They’re technically still married.”
“Really?” she breathed.
“Really. It wasn’t until a few years ago that I knew what’d become of him.” I took a breath and spoke words I’d never uttered, not to a singl
