Page 74 of Sabrina’s Guide to Searching for Someday

I’m married now and he’ll be a good father. But if you want to be her father too, I can’t take that from you.

If you’d like to meet her and be in her life, you have my number.

Sabrina

Secretly, I check my phone for months for any word from him after I’ve sent the letter. I name her after my mother, wanting to break a cycle…to give a new beginning to a name that’d caused so much pain.

And I gave Peter another child, Jilly, and we named her after his mother. She felt like a consolation prize, cementing the deal that he’d stay and rewarding him for doing so.

I wasn’t ready to have kids back-to-back, but Peter insisted we have them close together and get the pregnancies over with. And with his support, I did so. Even during the back-breaking work of starting my own business.

But in the rare quiet moments, I wondered if my letter ever made it to Abraham, thinking that if he knew, he’d reach out.

If I’m being honest, I waited for a response for a year before I finally let him go.

And on her second birthday, I finally get a response, in the form of a large check from Abraham Pugliesi made out to me.

I wonder how he found me, but I figure a man of his means could find anyone. Could find his daughter. Could be present and learn what her favorite food is or that she is just as stubborn as he is.

I rip up the check.

I rip up every single one that comes for each of her birthdays afterward, too.

Fuck him.

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