view of playground through chain link fence

Why do they just come here for drop-offs and kid exchanges? This is a place for fun, for laughter, not for bitch sessions. Gawd! If all they want to do is hurt each other, they can do that in a freakin’ parking lot. Hell, drive vans and only slow down long enough to toss the ankle-biters […]

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Nash ran headlong at Trey. “Hey boy!” Trey caught his son mid-stride and swung him into the air, balancing him on his shoulders. “Why is Coral here?” Nash, hugging Trey’s neck, whispered in his ear. “She’s not so bad.” Trey helped the boy down from his perch. “Cut ‘er some slack.” Dragging his dad toward […]

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The boy’s childish rejection stung. Coral felt a flush of anger rising in her chest. Nash got his nasty manners from his mother. “Careful, Nash sweetie, don’t run,” she called through clenched teeth, then whispered, “you might get hit by a car.” Standing off from the swings, Coral fidgeted with her hair, twisting a strand painfully […]

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Daddy! I missed you lots Daddy. Why is Coral here? I hate her. She talks ta me like a baby. I’m a big boy. I’m five an’ in kinnergar’en. Push me in th’ swings Daddy. Come on! Jus’ me an’ you. I can walk by myse’f, Coral. I don’ wanna hold your hand. You can’t […]

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Phoebe helped the squirming Nash out of his car seat. Without looking back the boy ran towards the playground and his father. Trey’s fiancée, Coral, was standing beside him, her periwinkle blue eyeshadow flashing like neon. A sour lump formed in Phoebe’s throat. She knew this day was coming, but didn’t expect to feel so […]

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