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“Co!” I stood up and walked out of my office and met Jordan and Trey in the front hallway

“Hi daddy,” Trey greeted “Can I watch Pit Stop?” Pit Stop was Trey’s recent cartoon of choice; he was obsessed with it “I’ry”

“Do I look like a walking need-fulfiller to you?” I asked him, and he stared back at me blankly “I’ll take that as a yes Come on” I looked up at Jordan “Do you have a et him set up with dinner and his show, then I wanted to talk to you about so”

Jordan nodded with a bright smile “Of course”

“Come on in Make yourself comfortable,” I responded, and then I followed as Trey was already headed towards the living room

I followed hihtly routine He was a child of habit, and I just stood while he dragged over his child-sized ar it back until it was far enough away that he kneouldn’t get barked at by his father, and then he went and grabbed his little table He then sat down in the chair and looked back over his shoulder atets and fries, his favorite, and delivered them to him with a juice box and carrot sticks He didn’t even say thank you, he just settled in and i I clicked on his favorite episode of Pit Stop from our recorded stash, and then as I passed by hiratitude

“You’re welcome, bud,” I said to him “You eat it for me”

He didn’t even look up; he just popped it into his mouth

I walked back out of the living roo in the den, and had started the fire place She was standing in front of it, looking at the pictures I had on the ave way to my old life were too risky to show anyone but myself, but there were a few of Trey and I that I kept up there, along with Trey’s kindergarten school photo

“He’s pretty cute isn’t he?” I asked and Jordan turned around and smiled at me

“He’s very cute,” she responded “He doesn’t look much like you Does he take after his mother?”

That was a question I wasn’t prepared to answer “Are you saying I’m not cute?” I diverted