Sure, I’d tried hard to make it work. She’d given me the two best gifts of my life. But the woman was a train wreck. Always had been. We’d had a one-night stand and she’d shown up at my door nine months later, extremely pregnant with Paisley. I’d moved her in, and we’d given it a shot. We’d almost called it quits more times than I could count. She’d gone missing for two days a couple years back and then came home and begged for my forgiveness. Paisley was young, and I just didn’t know if I could do it all on my own back then, so I’d taken her back long enough for her to get pregnant with
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