There.
Finally.
Someone was on my side.
For approximately two seconds.
Then Gerald said:
“I’ve been married thirty-four years.”
Ryan looked up.
Gerald continued:
“I neveronce let your mother catch me with another woman.”
My brain stopped.
“What?”
Neither man looked at me.
“And I certainly never told her about them.”
Gerald shook his head at his son.
“You use your head.”
I stared at him.
“You’re telling him he should’ve hidden it better?”
Gerald turned toward me like I was the one making things uncomfortable.
“Sweetheart, lower your voice.”
I almost couldn’t believe it.
He looked back at Ryan.
“Show your wife some respect.”
Ryan nodded.
“You’re right, Dad.”
Then he turned toward meSorry.”
Sorry.
One word.
Then he reached toward Mia.
As if the subject were finished.
As if he could go from admitting to multiple affairs to holding our newborn daughter in the space of ten seconds.
