Chapter 42

• PORN AND BEER
• I’m trying to respect Ryan’s need for distance, but I need to talk to him about kid stuff. So like a complete chicken, I decided just to text him, not call. He calls me back within a few minutes, and I suggest dropping the kids off at his place instead of him picking them up from mine.
• I find myself nervous driving to his house. I know where he lives—I’ve seen it from the outside—but I’ve never stepped foot inside. I’ve never had the kids spy on Ryan, never pumped them for information. I’m more than a little curious about what it’s like in his house, but I don’t plan to go inside this time, either.