Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 47419 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 237(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47419 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 237(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
As the child’s bonus mother, I should’ve been involved, and I know for damn sure Doug should’ve been. Instead, he’d been sidelined and she did everything herself with their families and friends. All she’d asked him to do was show up if he had the time.
She’d said that knowing that it would make him feel bad, just laying on the guilt like she usually does with her passive-aggressive bullshit. That’s why I want him to go for full custody or at least fifty-fifty. Not only will it lessen her influence on the kids’ lives, but he may not have to pay as much in child support, and maybe that bitch could get a job, even though Doug has to pay alimony for the next twenty years even if she gets married again, because of the stupid laws.
It's as if men have to be punished financially for falling out of love or something. Between child support and alimony, I’m not sure how much he is paying but I know it’s a lot because he’s making bank. Now she gets to enjoy half of his hard-earned money while sitting on her ass doing nothing.
Sometimes, when I think about that, it makes me mad as hell. I have to work my butt off, and now we’re living worse than when we were just sneaking around. Back then, she didn’t have her hands in his pockets so deep, and there was no child support.
I find it strange that after the man no longer resides in the home, he ends up spending more on the ex-family than when he was there. It’s an outdated custom that needs to be taken off the books. Doug hasn’t been very receptive to my thoughts the few times I’ve brought it up, but I think it’s time we revisited the subject.
DOUG
I was surprised to see my mom’s car when I drove by my old home on my way to see Jacob. I decided to stop off because I didn’t see Rachel’s car parked in its usual spot on the driveway.
Mom was inside reading something on her tablet when I rang the doorbell. I could see her through the glass that ran along the side of the door. She looked up and saw me and hurried to answer the door.
“Shh, the kids are asleep. What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at work?”
“Yeah, I was on my way to see Jacob, and I saw your car. What are you doing here?”
“Oh. You won’t find Jacob at home.”
“Where is he?”
“He and Rachel went somewhere for lunch; I’m watching the kiddos until she gets back.” I felt a kick to the stomach and lost my breath for a second.
“What do you mean he took her to lunch?”
“That’s what I said, what’s wrong with you?”
“Are those two dating?” The words burned a hole in my tongue.
“You’ll have to ask them that. All I know is that Jacob asked me to babysit so that he could surprise her.”
“How long has this been going on?”
“Why are you so interested? They’re both adults.”
“I just want to know how often she leaves my kids alone to go running around with some other man.”
“Other man? Did you fall and hit your head? You two are divorced, remember? And besides, I’m not some stranger off the street; I’m their grandma. It’s totally acceptable. And even if she was hiring someone else to watch them, what is it to you?”
I can’t believe my own mother is saying this. I wanted to hang around until they returned, but I needed to get back to work. I drove back to the office with a mix of emotions. I’m not sure how to feel about Jacob hanging around my family this much.
He and Rachel were never that close, not outside of his and my relationship. I never got the impression that he was into her in that way and vice versa. Jacob wouldn’t be caught dead with a mother of two anyway; that is totally not his style. He's more the supermodel starlet type, and though my ex is gorgeous, she’s nowhere near there.
Aesthetically, Rachel is more attractive than Wendy, but Wendy has this effervescence about her that’s just enticing and was one of the things that first drew me to her. What she lacks in looks between the two, she more than made up for with her exuberance for life and her wild adventures in the bedroom.
Though things had calmed down a little since the divorce, and we’d become more like a married couple than the hot lovers we were when we were running around behind my wife’s back. I kinda missed those days when I had the best of both worlds.
I’ll admit I miss my wife and kids. I miss the home we made together and the dreams we’d had for each other. How did I get here? A few months ago, I was ready to embark on a new life with Wendy. At the time, it felt like the perfect thing.