October 29

“It’s not supposed to work like that,” Jeanne said.
“How do you know?” Rob shot back. “How do you know how it is supposed to work? You live with Phillip, not even your own dad. I bet your real dad woulda done this too.”
Jeanne’s face twisted with fury. “He would not!” she shrieked. “This is not how a family works. I don’t care if he is your real dad or not, he is not acting like a dad’s supposed to.”
“Then what is?” he said.
“I don’t know,” she said, looking down. “I mean… I don’t know what my real dad woulda done with me. But I do know he wouldn’t do this. Phillip… he’s not my birth-dad. I know that, but… some days, I think back about my real dad, and he has Phillip’s face.”
“That’s good,” Rob said.
“It is not!” Jeanne said. “I mean… My dad died. I know that,” she said. “I don’t want to forget him. He was nice.”
“Then you got lucky,” Rob scoffed.
“You did too,” Jeanne shot back. “I mean, you have your mom.”
Rob didn’t answer immediately. “She’s… I don’t know,” he said. “I wish she’d stop him sometimes. It’s like she doesn’t want to.”
“She does,” Jeanne said. “She sent me to come get you.”

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