Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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68 Imagination Overload (Winona)

I just have time to grab a juice at the café closest to the preschool. There's a lot of people here and I assume it's the thing to do before school pick up. Abby's pick up time is after lunch for the first week.

I look around the other patrons as I sip my tropical smoothie. My mind is full of what to make for dinner. Shopping went great and as the time-progressed, I did feel better about Abby being in school. Now I'm excited to hear all about her morning.

A profile catches my eye. I snap my attention back to this man. He's across the road. No. My blood runs cold, and I squeeze my eyes shut. When I open them again, he's not there.

Is my mind playing tricks on me?

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It's a sea of people weaving in and out of each other. I'm sure that it was a mistake. It has to be. It's simply not possible. My father cannot be here in Santa Monica. Judy knows he's alive but surely she wouldn't tell him where we are even if she knew.

If she understood how bad that could be for Abby, she sure wouldn't. That man has no loyalty to anything but the next get-rich-quick scheme. He's a crook and a violent one. But he can put on a mighty good show of charm.

That man looked so much like the profile I could never forget. My skin prickles. But of course, there's going to be other people around who look similar. I've just never seen anyone that got my attention like that. My heart pounds. Honestly, I'm just being paranoid. I finish

my smoothie and leave the café to walk up to the school. It's about ten minutes from here, but parking was easier in the carpark out the back behind the little shopping center. I shake off the weird feeling.

Now I'm just manifesting stupid crap. Stop it. It's imagination overload.

Inside the preschool, Abby comes running up to me. "Mommy, I missed you! Can we go home now?"

"Hey! We sure can. Is everything okay?"

She nods. "I'm tired, I made this card for you, Mommy.

me, still dripping with

right away and not leave it here to

the card. I'm glad you had fun, Sweety.

Abby." Her teacher says and high-fives

Harris,"

"Call me Susie, please."

care and understanding I was

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8 Imagmation Overload

as a child crying takes her attention and

get home

""Where's Daddy?"

some new friends just like you. He'll be visiting

"Cool."

the feeling I had when I thought I

meditation and relaxation

have my imagination

know. It was just my mind playing tricks on me.

I don't think we're five minutes along the road and Abby is asleep. I glance at her in the mirror I have set up. She really has had a big

I hope I can give her all

Abby is still asleep, and he comes out to greet

bed. Anything else

everything. I didn't

better than expected. I wanted to get back and see how Abby

how I went, more like it," I

"How did you go?"