Page 116 of K.I.N.: Karma Is Near

“Start figuring it out?”

“Yes.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means they got four fucking kids, Destiny. He can’t just wake up and walk out.”

“I’m not saying he can.”

“And Samantha just had Serenity.”

“Okay.”

“He didn’t want to stress her while she was pregnant.”

Destiny’s face changed.

Not judgmental.

Just tired.

“Heather.”

“What?”

“So first you had to wait because Samantha was pregnant.”

I didn’t answer.

“Then you had to wait because Samantha just had the baby.”

I moved the macaroni around with my fork.

“Now you pregnant.”

Silence.

“Collin about to be here in two fucking weeks.”

I looked away.

“What the fuck you waiting for now?”

That shit hurt.

Not because she said it nasty.

Because I didn’t have an answer.

I had everything else.

A career I could go back to whenever my doctor cleared me.

And I was sitting in my paid-off house waiting for somebody else’s husband to decide when I deserved him publicly.

That shit sounded pathetic when you took the love out of it.

“I hate you,” I mumbled.