They Went on a Holiday Cruise and Left Me With a Man They Called a “Problem”

you,” he said. “We knew you’d say no, so we… worked around you. That was wrong.”

“It was,” I agreed. “It was also, if I’m honest, a little insulting.”

He looked at me, something shifting in his face. He was my son again, the boy who used to crawl into my bed during thunderstorms, who believed I could fix anything if I just tried hard enough.

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