Chapter 103

Dalton

In the first decade of Walker's life, I've never had to go to school to pick him up - that was always something Mandy managed. Either she'd take care of it, or arrange for someone else to. We've always been good at splitting everything when it comes to the day-to-day, and anything having to do with Walker's health fell to her. His safety fell to me.

So I don't know how to handle this.

Having to get him at school two days in less than a week.

Especially when he's sick and hurting from missing his mom.

I'm driving the shop truck when I come to a screeching halt in the parking spot reserved for parents at the front of the school. About the only thing I do know is he probably shouldn't be on the back of my bike if he has a fever.

I drum my thumb on the steering wheel, wondering what the fuck I'm supposed to do. How am I supposed to handle all this shit by myself?

It's what Mandy's been doing, isn't it?

My fucking subconscious taunts me.

It's what she wanted.

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