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“I shouldn’t have to ASK YOU!”

“Man, you filed child support because you were mad I ain’t leave Sam.”

Her face dropped.

Got her.

Avery looked between us.

Heather stepped closer.

“You really believe that?”

“I know that.”

“No. I filed because you’re inconsistent.”

“I’m there.”

“You come when you wanna fuck!”

“That ain’t true.”

“You just drove over here thinking you were getting some pussy, didn’t you?”

I didn’t answer.

Heather laughed.

“Oh my God. Look at his face.”

Avery looked at me.

“You did?”

“No.”

“Liar.”

“Man, whatever.”

Heather shook her head.

“You ain’t shit.”

“I take care of my fucking kids.”

“You forgot Zion at football practice!”

My jaw tightened.

“That was one fucking time.”

“And where were you?”

Silence.

Heather smiled bitterly.