That night, I sat the children down and told them that the next day they would be going out with their father. They both cheered and started jumping up and down.
“Now I want you to listen, both of you. I want you both to be on your best behavior. And no eating lots of sweets. Are you listening to me?” I sighed as I waited for them to answer me, but they were so excited.
I told them that they needed a shower and to get ready for bed.
After I tucked them in, I headed back downstairs. I thought of Clay with the children. I had a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Something wasn’t sitting right with me. I’ve never seen Clay so collected and calm. I never ever thought he would not put up a fight regarding the children. I thought it would be messy, and he would drag me to the pack cou
