Kay.
"What do you mean, babe?" I ask, looking at Carl's smiling face with curiosity, and wonder why he's smiling at the idea of going after River.
"I have a surprise for you, but first, you need to change out of this, so I would feel more comfortable." I forgot how possessive he has become lately. But I have been wearing these kinds of shorts all my life, and no one has complained about them.
Carl will have to trust me a big deal, but for now, I need real clothes on me, too, for the mission ahead. That scumbag has overstayed his welcome in this pathetic world. It's time he reunites with his poor daddy.
My dear husband doesn't let me walk; he carries me to his room and straight to our shared closet.
This has become my room too because almost all of my stuff is here now. I no longer
