Daddy’s Slut

“So, you think sometimes she’s dishonest because honesty would risk disappointing you.”

I nod. “That’s exactly what I mean.”

He says, “Sometimes that’s okay. A little bit, I mean. Like maybe she knows you love barbecuing steak and she’s not a big fan of steak but she doesn’t mind eating it a couple of times a month because you love it so much.”

“I don’t know. It doesn’t feel like that.”

“I’m not done yet,” Marcus says.

Chrissy arrives. “How is everything?” she asks.

Marcus smiles. “My lunch is great.”

“Me, too,” I say.

“Hey, our little girls are going to have a playdate,” Marcus says. “Would you like to come, too?”

The girl’s eyes light up and she smiles broadly as she says, “Sure! Yes!”

Marcus smiles and says, “I’ll tell Kellie to give you a call, okay.”

She nods happily and Marcus says, “Like I was saying. Steak a couple of times a month, no big deal. She enjoys the time with you and the steak isn’t traumatic or anything. But let’s assume she convinces you it’s her favorite meal in