Maybe my mother’s right. I know things have been tough on Jenna—hell, on me, too. I never asked to be a single parent, but my wife walked out six months ago, and I lost my job just before the holidays. Hopefully we really willbe able to get back on our feet soon. With any luck, Jenna will be overwhelmed by her gifts and not realize her mother isn’t around to share them with her.
Damn Julia. Not so much for leaving me—things started out great between us, but that was a long time ago, and the longer we stayed together, the more we fell apart. But for leaving Jenna. How could someone look into those deep, dark, blinky eyesof hers and not want to stay forever?
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