Crazy Ex

I threw on the first thing my hands reached for in Celine's closet. A pair of black jeans and a white knitted sweater that I did not remember giving her as a gift. It was chilly out, a little windy, it had even rained a few days ago. It was one of those few days in a year when California pretended to have seasons.

"You're shaking Christine," Celie said as I walked through the bedroom door, "Jesus calm down she's not going to hurt them."

I wanted to tell her that it was the second time she attempted to take the kids, "Just go get dressed,"

While Celine threw on some clothes, I made the order for the uber to take us to Lucas's parent's mansion. It was quite a journey, completely out of town and maybe it would take a few hours. Maybe before we arrived she would have taken th