Alone With My New Stepmom. <Windows Newest>

She looked at me, her expression unreadable for a moment, before she reached out and squeezed my hand. Her palm was warm. "Thank you, David."

It has been three weeks since that afternoon alone with Claire. Things aren't perfect. I still sometimes wish she wasn't there. I still miss my mom with a ferocity that surprises me on random Tuesday afternoons. Alone With My New StepMom.

today for a much-needed coffee date. Slowly but surely building our own traditions." She looked at me, her expression unreadable for