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.