THE NEXT MORNING, SHE found another text message on her phone, the third from Andy, this time asking if everything was all right. She thought it best to call her back.
‘Hey, sorry I couldn’t call you back. I was at Uni and taking care of Megan takes much of my evenings.’
‘Hey, don’t apologise. I just want to catch up with you and ask if I can have Megan for the weekend to give you and Duck a break.’
‘I’ll talk to Megan about the weekend. Except for going to childcare three times a week, she’s never been away from me so I don’t know how she’ll handle it.’
‘Okay, let me know what she says. How’s Duck?’
Bonita paused.
She didn’t want it known, yet, that Duck had left them. And besides, she was hoping he’d change his mind and come back.
Maybe after I end this call, he’ll be standing out
