My dad hums his oblivious agreement. “Food’s real good too. We’ll have to go some night.” “That’d be fun.” My tone is just sarcastic enough for Luther to stifle a reaction, but Dad doesn’t notice. “Come to think of it.” Dad snaps his fingers. “Ashley will be back in, what, just a couple weeks?” Luther replies with a slow nod. My eyes narrow. “Who’s Ashley?” If this motherfucker just made me an accomplice to adultery, I’m going to ruin him. Luther inhales, his shoulders straightening as he prepares to answer. “My daughter.” Oh. My sudden flash of anger dissipates. Not a cheater. Just single dad
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