The One-Way Ticket He Never Saw Coming

For the ninth time, my husband Silas Finch promised he wouldn't let his ex-wife, Luna Harding, come by at night.

That evening, he carried in a glass of milk. "Honey, there's a game tonight with Ronaldo playing, and Sean wants to watch it with Luna. Can she come over?"

Right then, the front door clicked open in the living room. My stepson, Sean, had let his mom in.

"She's already here. Why even ask?"

Silas let out a breath. "Sean hardly ever gets to be this happy. Don't read too much into it, honey. I promise this is absolutely the last time."