Dear Fury, I get it, okay. You didn’t sign up to become a fill-in father, or uncle, or biker dad, or whatever it is you want to call yourself. But the hard truth is, you don’t have a choice. I don’t want to have to be the one to point out that you can’t send your niece to school with no food. Have you met kids? They eat a lot. I’m trying really hard not to get involved, trying not to let her sweet little voice sway me into calling you and telling you that I don’t like how you’re handling things. But it’s really hard. Because dammit, she’s a good kid and I can’t sit back and let you send her to school with no socks on for a single second longer. Seriously. No socks? And if you turn your back on me when I’m talking to you one more time… Dammit. I can’t get involved with people like you. Not when I’m hiding my own demons. God, if he found out that my eyes watch you leave my classroom every day and I wonder how it would feel to be beneath you… No. I can’t. I won’t. He’d kill me. He would bury me six feet under, and I know it. But you’re making it really hard for me when I’m constantly having to chase you. So, if you could do me a solid, and just take good care of your niece, then I won’t have to talk to you again. Please and thanks, Alexis Parker.
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Fury: Prisoners of Purgatory #5 (Prisoners of Purgatory MC)
Dear Fury, I get it, okay. You didn’t sign up to become a fill-in father, or uncle, or biker dad, or whatever it is you want to call yourself. But the hard truth is, you don’t have a choice. I don’t want to have to be the one to point out that you can’t send your niece to school with no food. Have you met kids? They eat a lot. I’m trying really hard not to get involved, trying not to let her sweet little voice sway me into calling you and telling you that I don’t like how you’re handling things. But it’s really hard. Because dammit, she’s a good kid and I can’t sit back and let you send her to school with no socks on for a single second longer. Seriously. No socks? And if you turn your back on me when I’m talking to you one more time… Dammit. I can’t get involved with people like you. Not when I’m hiding my own demons. God, if he found out that my eyes watch you leave my classroom every day and I wonder how it would feel to be beneath you… No. I can’t. I won’t. He’d kill me. He would bury me six feet under, and I know it. But you’re making it really hard for me when I’m constantly having to chase you. So, if you could do me a solid, and just take good care of your niece, then I won’t have to talk to you again. Please and thanks, Alexis Parker.