Of what exactly? Who knew? Maybe he was looking for someone else to screw while he was here. He’d certainly shown interest in the flight attendant, so it was hardly that he was so hung up on good ole me that he’d stop himself.
That he would choose to do so while I was here for a funeral for a family member bothered me more than maybe it should have. Or maybe it was the “very next day after fucking me” thing. Whatever. I had absolutely no hold or control over Zach.
Raine had gone up to take a nap after her ordeal at the funeral home, and I learned from my mother that my dad had taken the girls to the park as a way to distract them from everything. My mom was out in the backyard, sitting on a porch swing, and I stood at the sliding-glass door for about five minutes, deciding whether I should join her for some awkward family bonding.