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“Again?” Eli whispered, already drifting back to sleep.
Her phone buzzed. Not a call. A text.
The snow thickened. The road narrowed. The GPS fell silent, the screen showing a blank gray void where the map should be. For a terrifying, liberating second, Lena was nowhere. No route. No destination. No man-shaped hole to drive around. Searching for- Your Daddy Ditched Me Again in-
Your Daddy Ditched Me Again, she thought. And for the first time, the sentence didn't end with a question mark. It ended with a period. “Again
“No, baby.” She reached back and squeezed his ankle. “Daddy got lost again.” “Again?” Eli whispered
The snow kept falling. The road behind her disappeared. And for once, Lena didn't look back.
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“Again?” Eli whispered, already drifting back to sleep.
Her phone buzzed. Not a call. A text.
The snow thickened. The road narrowed. The GPS fell silent, the screen showing a blank gray void where the map should be. For a terrifying, liberating second, Lena was nowhere. No route. No destination. No man-shaped hole to drive around.
Your Daddy Ditched Me Again, she thought. And for the first time, the sentence didn't end with a question mark. It ended with a period.
“No, baby.” She reached back and squeezed his ankle. “Daddy got lost again.”
The snow kept falling. The road behind her disappeared. And for once, Lena didn't look back.