It was the second time we’d been left standing alone on that driveway, unexpectedly pushed into bachelordom. Only two years earlier, my first wife, and the woman with whom I adopted Noah, climbed into a different minivan and also made an exit. I looked at my son and bit my lip to keep from bursting into tears.
Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing
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