“Can’t you just forgive Daddy?” Ken asked when my phone went dead.

Ellis didn’t even give me a chance to respond. He was just coming over and not giving me a choice.

I sighed and glanced at my son. He had his arms crossed and was glaring at me with a little scowl. It was more adorable than angry, but I hid my smile.

“I’m not mad at him,” I told Ken.

“Then why did we move away from him?” Ken asked, a small whine in his voice. ...