Comeback
“JESSICA’S VOICE was groggy on the other end of the line. I knew it was late and she’d had a few long days in a row, but I really wanted to hear her voice before going to bed. Besides, we had an agreement: when I was on the road, I’d call her from the hotel every night. It kept me accountable to her, so she’d know I wasn’t doing things I had no business doing, like hanging out in a bar or hunting for pills, and it kept her from worrying about me.
“Did I wake you?” I asked.
“I wish. I’m trying to get caught up on my email.”
“You’re still working? It’s after midnight there.”
“It is, but I wound up taking the kids to meet the d’Aragons at the Saturday Market, and then we watched your game, so I didn’t get much done until they went to bed.”
If she wasn’t with me and trying to help me with the kids, she would be able to go about her life as usual. I hated that she had to make so many adjustments because of me. “Tomorrow, tell them you need some quiet time,”
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