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I touched the glass windowpane as I looked out into the darkness. Memories of JoJo wrapped around me, but I fought them off.
“My lovely soon-to-be ex-wife forgot to mention we have a child. One she gave to her sister to raise.”
“What?”
“That about sums it up.”
“Holy. . . Are you okay?”
I stared out the window as I considered the question. Was I okay?
“Yes and no.” I hadn’t come to terms with exactly what I felt.
“We’ll meet you out there tomorrow. I . . . know what it’s like to be blindsided.”
He did, although his situation wasn’t quite the same.
“My daughter is here. We’re . . . getting to know one another. You and I can get together when I’m back in town.”
“Are you sure? I don’t mind coming out there.” He paused a second. “Well, not much.”
He had become a good friend. One I hadn’t expected. “Thanks.”
“Congratulations on being a dad. I hope she’s hell on wheels.”
I could imagine his evil grin.
She was smarter than both of us put together. How incredible it was that she’d come so far at such a young age. Enrolled in Harvard at fifteen. A graduate of Yale law at twenty-one. Neither of those things were easy for anyone, yet she had the knowledge and confidence to excel.Wow.
“She’s a lawyer,” I said wryly.
“Perfect.” He was almost gleeful.
I let out a short laugh before turning serious. “I may need your help with something else, but I’d rather discuss it in person.”
“You’ll do anything to spend time with me.”
“It appears so.”
I hung up and shoved the phone back in my pocket. Raindrops hit the window, at first in a mist that quickly turned into a torrent. Lightning streaked across the sky. Thunder rattled the house soon after.
It reminded me of the story JoJo told me about the day she was born. How she’d tamed the storm.
She’d certainly unleashed one now.
The lightning flashed in bright, prominent bolts. It was different here than in the city. More electric.
I hope Penelope isn’t driving in this.
Worry that I’d never really experienced before coursed through me. She was an adult, yet I was concerned for her safety as if she were still a child. Did my parents feel the same about me? Or was this because I was new to the parenthood club?
I had the urge to go find her. See with my own eyes she was okay. Which was absurd. I would have been mortified if my dad had done that to me when I was her age.
When had I ever given a damn about embarrassing anyone?
JoJo.
If I could talk to her, ask her these questions, find out if I was being normal or absurd, maybe she could set me straight.
