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His father glared at him “This isn’t about me and your mother”

“You’re wrong, that’s exactly what it’s about—for you The only problee I can handle my own life”

“Yeah, right!”

Josh ignored him He leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees

“What does Mom want?”

“I’ll be damned if I know”

“You know What does she want?”

There was a heavy sigh His father’s shoulders slumped, and he looked older than his sixty-seven years

“She wants me to be the way I hen I met her”

“So, what’s the problem?”

“The proble man I’ve lived a life I can’t turn back the clock”

Josh stood “Well, I suggest you find a way to convince Moet that divorce whether you like it or not”

The ansas silence With a shake of his head, Josh left him to mope, and climbed the stairs to bed

Caroline lay in the ed duvet pulled up around her neck She earing her pyjamas, but she still felt naked Vulnerable And all because there was no door on her bedroole word Josh and his father had said The house was s up the stairs to bed

She held her breath as he reached the landing, but instead of