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I buckle ine Then he turns to e

“Where is he?” he growls “Where is my son? I want to meet him”

The words leave my lips before I can even stop to think

“He’s at my father’s house,” I say “341 Maple Lane, over on the West side We live there, both of us, withbecause it’s late”

But Patrick doesn’t even wait for rae and pull out onto the street His foot is on the accelerator and within tenup before the darkened house where my baby lives

“Please,” I say “Calie, but like I ht now Ten pm is late for a baby, and he likely went to sleep at seven Plus, I don’t want you to scare hi fire and bri to work, Patrick Please calm down”

To my surprise, the handsoers relax their death grip on the wheel before he turns to stare at me

“You Had My Son,” he accuses

“I did,” I acknowledge in what I hope is a calm tone “But now is not the tiie, in case he wakes up Promise me you’ll stay calm”

Towheel His blue eyes are intense, and he’s breathing hard and fast There’s clearly souess what it is

“A son,” he says in a raspy whisper while staring blindly ahead “I have a child”

“You do,” I affiro up quietly, and I’ll introduce you to Georgie”

With that, we exit the car, as I lead this man to the darkened front door where my fate awaits

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