Creed
As I climb back into my cruiser and shut the door, a rush of frustration overtakes me. I can't believe Amy has a date - it's like a punch to the gut. I shouldn't feel this way since we aren't dating, but I can't help it. It's not my fault she's putting her life on hold until my divorce is finalized.
Despite my irritation, I can't help but think about the dinosaur exhibit that's happening at the Expo Center this weekend. Jace mentioned it to me after seeing a commercial, and I thought it would be the perfect opportunity to invite Amy and Dakota. It's not like I have any ulterior motives - we just genuinely want to spend time with them.
It's surreal to think that my teenage son would choose to spend his precious time with me, Amy, and that little three-year-old. He should be out and
