Kenny got into his car and slammed the door harder than he meant to. He drove away from Gabe and Carolyn’s house, fuming. Carolyn had called him to say the baby was born. A little girl. Figured. Kenny was surrounded by females, having nothing but sisters. But that was okay. He knew how they worked. It would be easy to be a dad to a little girl because he’d spent a lot of time around little girls when he was growing up.
But the whole visit hadn’t gone well. He’d hoped the kid would look just like him, but she didn’t. He’d hoped that he would have held her and something would have told him inherently that she was his, but no magic happened. He felt awkward holding her, like she was a foreign object that he could break easily and felt wrong in his arms. She’d started crying the second he had
