Page 109 of Stuck With You
MILES: My flight arrives at 12:30 p.m. on Saturday. My assistant has reserved a car. Send me your address.
I stare at my phone. I haven’t been alone with Miles since I told him I was taking Ollie to stay with my mom. I’d just found out I was pregnant with Frankie, and thankfully, Ollie doesn’t seem to remember it.
I could ignore him or tell him he’s not welcome, but we need to talk. It’s been a long time coming, and I have to know where we go from here. Miles lashes out when things don’t go his way, and I don’t need any more thrown onto my pile. I need understanding and direction.
“Everything ok?”
I set my phone back in my lap. “Yes, sorry.”
Kat flips through the report. “So, this is everything? Have you requested all investment accounts and real estate records over the last five years?”
I nod. “All marital assets are jointly owned, and each has a retirement account. Although they’ve contributed far more to his than hers.”
Kat smiles. “Very nice.” She shuffles the papers together and taps them on her desk. “Excellent work. Now, if only I can get these two to sort things out amicably.”
“It seems like it should be pretty clear-cut.”
She rolls her eyes. “You’d think so. You should sit in if you don’t have anything pressing tomorrow morning. Hopefully, you can get a glimpse of what it’s like when people know how to be reasonable rather than spiteful.”
I smile. “Yes. That would be great.”
“If you want, we can ride together and grab lunch afterward.”
“Sounds good.”
She tips back in her chair. “How was your Thanksgiving?”
“It was good. We went to Slade and Krissy’s Friendsgiving. We had a really great time.”
It’s true, except for my tough conversation with Roxie. It might have been necessary, but I hate how we left things.
“How about you?” I ask, avoiding further questions.
“I flew home and spent time with my nieces and nephews while dodging subtle comments about my age and childbearing years.”
I wave a hand. “You have plenty of time.”
“Not if this job sucks all of the life and vitality out of me,” she laughs.
My phone buzzes, and I flip it over, seeing it’s Ollie’s school. “I’m sorry. It’s the preschool.”
She shoos me to answer. “This is Sarah.” I dart back to my office.
“Mrs. Atwater, Ollie is in the office. He’s not feeling well. You need to come get him.”
“Uh.” I glance at my watch. It’s only ten thirty, and I don’t qualify for paid time off. “Ok. I’m on my way.”
I shut my computer down and grab my things.
“Where’s the fire? It’s not even lunchtime.”
I spin, and Junior leans against my doorway. “Nope, but I have to go.” I tug my coat on and throw my bag across my body.
“I’m too late then. I thought you could join Seth and me. We could get to know each other.” He smiles.
I would roll my eyes if I had time. “Sorry, not today. Or really, ever.” I charge forth, and he moves out of the way.
“Next time, then.” He hollers at my back.
