“I miss you, Jayda,” she says. “I’ll be home tomorrow afternoon.” A few seconds later, she laughs. “Kisses for AJ, and be good for Daddy.” I pick up my phone from the nightstand, but I have no messages. I want to pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep. Even though Neesha is visiting, t...
He’s almost ten minutes late. Every time the door opens, my entire body tenses. I hope he doesn’t show. I’d rather be curled up on my couch alone with a bowl of popcorn, watching a good movie, than here waiting for him and wondering what he’s going to be like. Nico and I had spent more than five ...