20

It was a little before eleven before I finally got into bed after reading Finn his favorite bedtime story. Cora was spending the night over at Terry’s and wouldn’t be back till tomorrow morning to get ready for work. Since Mr. Sturm could likely travel after the conference tomorrow, I had a lot of time to work on some manuscripts. Tonight, I wanted to rest my eyes. It’d been a long time since I had a good night's rest.

Unfortunately, it was a few minutes past two in the morning before I finally gave up on my struggle after taking Finn to pee for the fifth time. I knew what was wrong with me. I was worried over a lot of things – not fessing up to having a child for one. I’d lied in my job resume, to my friends at the office, to Mr. Sturm – and anyone who found out, I had them shut up. The more I tried to cover this shit up, the more likely it seemed that I could get caught soon.

God. I really didn’t want to go to jail or worse – pay a fine. If I was lucky enough to get fined, goodness