Justine gave in and let West eat three donuts then bought him two puzzle books and a new headset at the outlandishly expensive airport electronics kiosk. She was probably spending extra money on him just to assuage her guilty conscience. While other happy families meandered by in the terminal to spend Christmas with relatives or embark on exciting vacations, she was traveling to Detroit with her son so she could dump him off at a daycare while she visited a woman she loathed.
Happy stinking holidays.
She didn’t want to face Alice. Even now, she realized, she could take West’s hand, walk down toward baggage claim, and leave the airport.
Steve might be a little upset, but he’s not the one who lived his entire adult life knowing he was the offspring of a felon. Why in the world had Justine
