Chapter 3

“Zeke, are you okay?”

“Huh?”

“You look lost standing there. Is something wrong?”

Zeke felt as if he was awoken from a dream. He glanced a little to both sides and found he’d been standing still several feet behind his car.

“Uh.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Can I drive? I miss my baby.” Such double meaning words only he knew what they were.

Savannah hesitated.

“What, you don’t trust me?”

She sighed. “Not like that. Of course I do. But I remember how you drove when you were in high school.”

Zeke couldn’t believe what he heard. “You know nothing about me when I was in high school. You weren’t even here,” he spat. She looked taken aback but he didn’t care.

Then she said in a low voice, “I came here several times. Did you forget that?”

“Several times, really? You’re my mother. You were supposed to stay with your child. Don’t you know that?”