JOHN LOOKED AT HIS watch when she entered the café. Typical of him, she thought. That was his passive-aggressive way of telling her that she was late, but she couldn’t have cared less.
‘What would you like?’ he asked before she could be seated.
She told him she just had coffee and passed. She looked at John intently, her way of showing that she was not afraid of him.
‘Why are you doing this, John? You don’t want to be a father. You couldn’t care less about Megan.’
‘Has it occurred to you that maybe I’ve had a change of heart?’
‘Honestly, no.’
John sighed.
‘Do this documentary with me,’ he said.
Finally, God’s honest truth!
She sighed.
‘If I do this, will you leave Megan alone?’
‘Yes, you have my word.’
‘Promise?’
John’s eyebrow rose, his brow knitted, ‘What do you take me for?
