"Are you working?
"Just till five. Lucky worked last night and again tonight. I'm back in at nine tomorrow, but I can take half an hour to drop you at Alora's.'
Kylie nodded. She was way too tired to drive.
He sat on the edge of the bed and she looked at him unshaven and exhausted...and she could see the strain in his features, and whether or not she was allowed to ask, she did.
"Is this hard on you too?' They both knew she was
referring to his late wife.
"Yep.' He took a drink of her tea and then handed
it back to her.
"My ex-wife ended up in ICU and she hated me for it. She never said it, of course, but it was something she dreaded and not how she wanted it to be..' He didn't tell her any more and Kylie sat there, not feeling slighted in the least. The sharing part was so incredibly hard at times. They'd been sort of thrust on each other by
the baby.
That hurt Kylie.
