JESSE
There was no escaping his fury. Wally’s cheeks were red, the vein in his temple threatening to burst out of
his skull. Fists clenched, jaw tight, nostrils flared. My son was normally a well-tempered young man, but right now, he was understandably anything but.
“How could you do this?” he hissed.
“Wally, just calm down.”
“Calm down? Don’t you dare tell me to calm down! This is so messed up, I don’t even know where to begin.” Wally gestured in Vivian’s general direction, unable to look her in the eye. “She’s half your f*****g age, Dad! What the hell are you thinking?”
I swallowed but found no reprieve for my dry throat. Our age difference had definitely crossed my mind on several occasions. It made me feel weird at first, but it quickly became obvious that Vivian was so much more
