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I will be more than happy to aid in the search and training of my replacement to make this transition a smooth and seamless process.
Once again, I thank you for the wealth of knowledge you’ve provided along with the opportunity to work with such an amazing group of professionals over the last five years.
With respect,
Angela Joyner
Assistant to Roman Hart, esq.
Broussard & Murphy, PLLC.
I just can’t believe this. What could’ve caused her to make such a sudden change. She said nothing to me this morning. In fact, it was just another Monday.
I’m still sitting in absolute shock when I see Lane’s car pull into the driveway. I watch as Luna laughs then gives her brother a hug and kiss on the cheek. She waves goodbye and exits the car.
Lane flips me the bird then backs out and drives away.
“Mommy!” All three kids shout.
“Hi my babies,” she calls and bends to pull them in for a hug.
I smile watching how she loves our kids. Making me hate how I have neglected her and let everything she does go unappreciated.
She kisses each kid and they start jabbering away about their days. The four of them walk, practically tripping over each other, up to the front door.
Luna’s smile lights up even the darkest of days.
In her right hand I notice a bag that reads,Lacey’s Love Emporium.
What the fuck?
She finally looks at me and the smile and love that graces her face is replaced with an impassive look.
“Hi, baby. Have a good time with your brother?” I ask and lean in to kiss her.
She leans away from me and I end up kissing the air.
A devilish smirk appears and she says, “it was just what I was needing.”
I look down at her bag and she watches as my eyes try to search the contents, but black tissue paper hides what lies inside.
“Just a little something Lane bought me,” she says nonchalantly.
I gulp and follow her and the kids inside.
“You three go wash your hands and I’ll make you a snack before homework,” she tells them.
“Daddy already helped us with our homework,” Hunter tells her.
“Oh,” she says, stunned, and stands at attention. “That’s…a surprise.”
“They didn’t have a whole lot, so I thought we’d get it out of the way,” I explain.
“Well,” she says, lost in thought. “Why don’t we help daddy pack for his trip before I make dinner. Yeah?”
Okay.Guess she’s serious about the whole ‘get the fuck out’ threat.
The kids' faces droop and they drag their feet up the stairs.
