"Stretch, Mav. Stretch... not break." I smiled as I watched Maverick try to mimic my movements. We were outside in the morning sun, towels under our butts as I tried to get the boys to practice some yoga with me. After the past couple of days, I needed to relax and relieve tension in my muscles and clear my mind. We had picked a shady spot in the yard, the July heat spiking early.
The past weeks had been torture. Jessica had been on a rampage, interjecting herself into every corner of the farm. She'd followed Ashley to work, and when she figured out she got kicked out from there, she'd been home with me and the boys. She'd undermined every word that had come out of my mouth in front of the boys and was manipulating any structure that I was slowly trying to implement. I kept finding myself
