Emma
I ran up to my apartment. I have half an hour to get ready for my night shift. Henry is still on bed, reading a book.
"Hey, Henry. I'm home." I rushed to the closet, and removed my uniform out of my purse and tossed it in the laundry basket. I opened the closet and took out my other uniform.
"Are you leaving again?"
"Yes. Oh yeah, I have something for you."
Henry crawled off the bed. "What is it?"
"Come here."
Henry walked toward me. I handed him the pink box.
He opened the box. "Yummy. Who gave it to you? Because I'm positive the diner doesn't sell these desserts."
I quickly removed my clothes, and put the uniform on. "A friend gave it to me. My friend thought it'll be nice to give you something."
Henry walked to the kitchen, and placed the box down on the kitchen counter. I straightened my clothes, and tied my hair up.
"Who's your friend? Ruby? Granny?"
'Crap. Didn't think of this one?' I cleared my throat. "Um...Just a friend I met back in...high school." I avoided his eyes as I grabbed my coat and purse. But I could feel Henry looking at me, not fully convinced.
"A friend back in high school? Mom, don't lie to me. You're terrible at it."
I can't bear to turn around to face him. He obviously knows who that's from.
I rushed out the door. "Henry I'll see you again within two and a half hours. I have to cancel my shift. Lock the door. Bye."
This certainly would not end well...It's going to take more than time for Henry to accept another father. Oh, Bae how could you leave Henry. Our own son.
