"No single mom left behind, not on our watch." "Huh?" I stammer, caught off-guard. "Pack your bags. Our home is your sanctuary, for as long as you need."
One minute I'm afraid of being eaten alive, The next, my silver-fox neighbor bursts through my door. Bare-chested, pajama pants hanging on for dear life, Baby monitor …
Derek never learned he was becoming a father. My guilt and his misconceptions made it so much harder, And when he delivers my twins, our twins, That one icy night seems to seal our fate forever.
