Just as I’m about to slap him for being a dick, I see it. Something of a grimace crosses his face. A shadow of doubt, perhaps? A speck of confusion laced within deep blue eyes that stares at me wider than they had only moments ago. I can’t really blame him for some of what transpired over my life. He didn’t know about our daughter, and even though I did look for him at one point in time, I didn’t pursue that idea any further since.

“We have a child?” he finally mutters, ...