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Devon

There she is, cutting hair, standing on her feet for God kno many hours, here in the airport in a city that barely closes down She has to be dead on her feet, yet a serene smile plays on her face as shesomeone’s hair

For the past six e froas, Nevada, my home sweet home Then I look at her Michelle is now the only one I’ll ever let touchinto my hair, the way she nibbles on her bottoht body flitting here and there, and the way her body presses up against mine I never believed for a second that I could possibly feel anything like this toward soives ood way either

I shake those thoughts fro it behindhere; not only does she do everything a noras airport It had to be the s at the clients sitting in the waiting area, I can tell business is doing good

“Hi, Devon Have a seat” Her voice is soft and

“Hey, Michelle I’ll be here” I watch her the entire time as I slide into a chair after I’veperfectly for Vegas

My thoughts go back to two years ago I was living it up, working, drinking, hanging out with friends, and being a fucking idiot That still pains me to say No man ever wants to ader brother was more mature than I was back then I didn’t listen to anyone; I thought I was indestructible That is until I had to file a paternity lawsuit against irlfriend I’irlfriend She was a e mistake that almost cost me my family, my career, and my sanity

I was lucky enough that my parents and Lincoln didn’t disown me afterward But I can’t help but think, if the baby she was carrying had been ht for every moment to spend with our child if he or she were mine

That wasn’t in the cards, though When they were laid out on the table and we got the call froh my core Life sucked at that h Instead, I took it as a wake-up call Gotmy way up the ladder so my parents could finally retire Hell, they deserved it after all this tiht a vacation house by Lincoln and Presley so they could see my nephew more often

Lincoln didn’t want the family business I did, but I was too lazy to work for it, thinking they’d just hand it off at one point Boy, was I wrong, whenthe company if I didn’t pull my head out of my ass

So inside me woke me up after that call from the attorney, and it was about damn time So, I put , quit hanging out with people that were in the party atmosphere so much, and I worked my ass off

I wasn’t the father of Stacey’s child, and it hurt It hit ot the news I almost fell back into that doard spiral; I could feel it—the need to lash out, go to a bar, get drunk, and drown my sorrow in a bottle of whiskey

Instead, I called my parents Hell, I practically ran to theh to knoas needed If anything, the clenching in my heart wasn’t as constricted after I spoke to the a child of my ohat it would be like to hold hiood genes from me

It devastated a piece ofto deal with Stacey for the rest of my life, but in the back of e that it wasn’t sucked so fierce