New Information

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The files were very revealing. Photo by rawpixel on Unsplash

When Lindsay saw the investigator coming through the door with what seemed like a nonstop parade of files she felt my breath caught. I was massive, so much more than she expected. They started to explain what they found. Lindsay felt her jaw drop.

Not only was Walter living in a woman’s house, but he was making the woman pay the bulk of the bills by saying he had one payment or the other for the children. He didn’t actually.

The money for the children from Walter went into a bank account we didn’t touch. The aim was for the accounts to be a nest egg for the children to do something big with when they each turned twenty-one. To date, Lindsay had no clue how much each account held. When she saw the paperwork in front of her, she was shocked. Each account contained a significant figure, Kylie’s being the biggest.

As Lindsay looked over the bank statements that was when she started to notice withdrawals. Slowly she went over all the bank statements she had been given. They indicated that for the last year, Walter had been taking money from the children’s accounts because it hadn’t been them or me.

“Look at this,” Lindsay said to Mr. Divine. “He’s been taken money from the children’s accounts and considering he hasn’t been sending them cash. What has he been doing with it?”

“Rolling flush trying to impress women with it,” said the investigator who was handing us the papers as we requested them. “He pretends he is rich and can buy them anything and the women he had been sleeping with are pros and he doesn’t know. They are draining him.  That is why he has been using the children’s accounts, for the money.”

“Who started the accounts?” asked the lawyer.

“I did. No wait, it was my mom. When Kylie was born my mother bought me a thousand dollars and said I was supposed to open an account for her. Well, more like she opened the account and brought the book after she took one look at Walter. She did the same for Shane. The bank book came in the post. I deposited money every month.”

“When did you stop and Walter and start?” asked the lawyer.

“Since the divorce or more like months before. I started new accounts for them and planned to move the money but the bank was giving me drama so I left it there,” said Lindsay with a shrug.

“It’s funny how they give you trouble when it’s your money but let someone who it doesn’t belong to gain access it without a problem,” said the lawyer.

“Did you give Walter the power to withdraw money from the account?” The man went on to ask.

“Hell no!” I replied.

“Well, somehow he has it.” Was the lawyer’s reply.

 

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Lawyer on Board

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Kylie could become very dramatic when she wanted to make a point.  Photo by William Stitt on Unsplash

That afternoon when Mr. Divine came home, he came with the lawyer who did our divorce. The kids were still in heavy tidy-up mode in their rooms but they took a quick break to say hello.

“You got this right,” stated Kylie with a pointed look at the lawyer.

“I’ll try my best,” replied the lawyer.

“More than your best,” insisted Kylie. “Because if that person gets rights over me, I’m taking my brother and we’re running away.”

Shane slipped his hand around his sister’s waist in solidarity.

“I remember how he was,” said Kylie. “Especially after he just left mom. He was a bully. Always saying horrible things to us. It threw us into a bad place and we are not going back there.”

There was no mistaking how serious the kids were.

“We understand Kylie,” Lindsay said not wanting the idea of running away to take root. The thing is, Lindsay had a feeling she was too late in that department. Kylie could become very dramatic when she wanted to make a point. She was a focused and determined child. Lindsay could even go as far as saying stubborn. The lawyer would have to act fast.

“When I got the call I immediately told the investigator that I would need the information he had been collecting,” explained the lawyer. “When I got it I saw your ex is still hopping from woman to woman. All of this while he is living with the woman he left you for. In her house.”

Lindsay was shocked. “How did you get information on him so quickly? I was sure it would take days.”

“I never took the investigation off of him Lindsay,” said Mr. Divine. “I knew once we had the children there was a possibility he would try to get custody again. I wasn’t about to let that happen.”

Reaching out Lindsay twined my fingers with Mr. Divine’s and he lifted my hand up and kissed it.

“And that is why I call the expletive that’s causing this drama nothing but a sperm donor,” said Kylie. “We got this,” she told Shane and walked off with a huge smile.

Lindsay prayed she was right.

Fight Stance

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We are ready for war. Photo by ARTHUR YAO on Unsplash

The kids came into the living room from sorting out their clothes in their rooms to find me sitting down in the kitchen with the phone off the hook next to me

Kylie gave me a look and pointed to the phone with the open line beeping loudly next to me. “What is going on?”

It was on the tip of my tongue to say, ‘your father is acting the ass’, but I curbed my tongue and said. “Your father is being difficult.”

The kids looked at me puzzled. “What’s the matter?”

I sighed in frustration. “He said there is no way he is he is letting me take you kids and move you overseas. He plans to take us to court.”

“Ohhhhhh,” said Kylie. “You mean my biological sperm donor. I don’t consider him my father. He lost that privilege a long ago.”

“Can he do that?” demanded Shane. “After not giving a flying leap about us. Try to jump in and destroy our lives. Our dreams.”

“You know we will make sure that doesn’t happen Shane,” I said. Trying to reassure him as well as myself.

“He is a wicked, vengeful and spiteful man mother. You can bet he is going to do everything he can to make our lives a living hell,” murmured Kylie.

“Mom I have a full scholarship and there is no way I’m letting him destroy this opportunity for me. This new school that Shane is planning to go to will give him the foundation he needed in his chosen field of study. They have a good sports program and he has the potential for a scholarship. He is trying to destroy our lives and I am not having it.”

“Calm down Kylie. We’ll get this sorted.”

She started to take slow, deep breaths, determined to return to that peaceful place.

“This will be sorted,” she said with a huge smile. “Daddy will fix it.’

With those words, she crossed the kitchen to the fridge. Got a glass of water and left the room. Shrugging Shane did the same thing.

The kids had spoken. “Daddy will fix it.”

Date Prep

 

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We found the perfect outfit. Photo by Artificial Photography on Unsplash

With permission granted, Kylie and her young man have chosen where and when they plan to go on their date. The plan is he would pick her up from our house to go out, then we would pick them up from where they ended up going to watch the movie. My young lady was beyond excited about the upcoming day, and after we had a talk and got a new outfit she became a lot more settled.

We got her a cute peasant top with blues and reds that she planned to wear with jeans or the new pants we got to go with it. When the afternoon came, Kylie came to me and hugged me tightly. “Help me get ready,” she begged, trying to keep her excitement under control.

“You’ll be fine. Go start getting ready and I’ll help you finish.”

She tried not to rush off to start but in truth she did and after about half an hour she came back dressed in the shorts and top we had bought.

When she stepped out of her room and walked down the corridor to me I was blown away. I had to fight not to cry.

“You look so beautiful baby,” I hugged her tight then sat her down.

“You don’t need makeup but we have that really pretty lip gloss that we bought when we went shopping.”

Together we sorted out a hairstyle then did her face with a light dusting of translucent powder and the lip gloss.

“Perfect,” I said sitting back to see how she looked. “All ready?”

She gave me a shy smile. “All ready. Thanks for helping me mom. It may not look it but I’m so nervous.”

“Just be the amazing you that you are,” I whispered to her as there was a knock on the door. It was time for my baby to go on her first date.

Telling Them No

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‘No’ means ‘No’. Photo by Cooper Smith on Unsplash

As Kylie and I kept talking I switched to a delicate topic that needed to be addressed even if I didn’t want to bring it up.

 

“Do you remember the incident that caused us to transfer you to your new school?”

“Yes,” she whispered. It was a topic she wasn’t fond of but she knew what I had to say was important if I brought it up.

“It’s not always guys that you are not involved with that don’t understand or listen when you say no, but also some guys that you like and you go out with on a date sometimes think they have the right to take more than you are willing to offer. If you say no, say it and mean it and make sure anything you don’t like comes to a stop.”

She looked at me with wide eyes and bit her lips. “That is why we insisted you go for a refresher self-defense course. If you say no and someone does not listen. Make them understand ‘No’ means ‘No’. Don’t hesitate. Do what you must and find help at once.”

The conversation and the questions continued for the rest of our outing and by the end of it all, Kylie understood more about sex. The lies people told about it and to get it. The need to understand more about her body and the fact she should always listen to it and take note of its reactions. I explained that she had a lot to learn and I was here, ready and willing to answer any question she had.

I knew Kylie was a thinker but I was aware how easy it was for a smooth-talking boy to turn your head. After all, it happened to me. Time will tell and it is up to her. I just want her to have a better experience than me, so I’ll equip her as best I can for what may come. In this day and age it was the right thing for any responsible parent to do.

New School Rocks

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My Kylie settling into her new school without a problem.

Like I said, I don’t know how Mr. Divine pulled it off but he had Kylie in school before the week was over. It seemed that several of his friends and associates had school aged children, and most of them went to one of the two exclusive schools in my country. That was where Kylie was not enrolled. I went with Mr. Divine and did a walk through of the school and was massively impressed with what I saw.

 

A talk with the teachers showed me that my Kylie would not have a problem settling back into school when it came to studying but I was worried about her finding friends at this new school. One thing I knew was that being new was never easy but time would tell. On her first day, a new classmate came to give Kylie a tour and when she saw Kylie, the girl had a questioning look on her face.

“Do you swim? You look like a girl who’s race times I’m always trying to beat that swim for Neptune Swim Club.”

“Yes I swim for Neptune but my times are not that great.”

“Are you kidding me? Have you never checked your ranking?”

Kylie looked from Mr. Divine to me then to the girl who was almost bouncing in excitement. With you here, we can actually place in the inter-school swim tournament. This is so cool.”

Grabbing Kylie’s hand she pulled her towards her classroom.

“Come, let me introduce you to everyone,” she said and Kylie waved back at us as she was hurried away.

It seemed like I had nothing to worry about when it came to friends. Time will tell.

That afternoon when we picked up Kylie a smiling young lady greeted us. The whole drive to meet her brother at the pool was filled with non-stop chatter about how her day went. She was truly excited about her new school and the possibilities of what was now open to her.

There is often a saying that from every disappointment there is a new and better appointment, and I think this is what was happening for Kylie. She was about to move forward to do bigger and better things.

Decisions….Decisions

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Decisions, decisions. What choice should she make?

My oldest Kyle took the opportunity while we traveled last summer to visit several colleges and universities she was interested in furthering her studies at. The visits were informative and she came home with a significant amount of details she now had to consider. She had time, but she didn’t want to leave it so late that she missed out on any potential scholarships. The thing is, with majors, locations and offers to consider it was a lot to process.

After a long back and forth with myself and Mr. Divine, Kyle narrowed down both the careers path she was interested in and the universities that would best cater to her needs. From there it was a matter of getting applications in and talking to the coaches. With two exams already done with top passing grades, my baby is one step closer to getting what she wants. I can hardly wait.