Flight
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I walk up the driveway and see suitcases in the car. Renee is struggling to put Bella in her seat, but she's struggling against the straps.
"Renee?"
She doesn't answer me.
I step closer.
"Renee!" Louder this time.
"What the hell's going on?"
I recognize this sinking feeling. I try to shake it off, but I remember the last time I thought she was leaving me. This time, she's really going, and she's taking my baby girl with her.
I reach out and grab her arm.
"Please don't," I beg.
"Just let me go, Charlie."
I watch them drive away.