He glanced at the passenger’s seat. Haily was fast asleep, head resting in the nook between the car door and the seat, mouth agape and drooling on her blanket. Auburn curls sprung free from the two braids he’d made for her before bedtime and she was still wearing her unicorn and rainbows pajamas.
Whenever he looked at her, he felt his regrets in his marriage melt away. At least I got one good thing out of this hellhole of a relationship.













