On Friday evening, after dinner, I got a call from Daniel. He told me Gabi had shown up on his door step. He asked me if anything had happened.
I hadn’t known Gabi had gone.
In one part of me I wanted to say, ‘Great, keep her!’ but I knew that was not going to work so rephrased; “Okay, keep her tonight and we’ll come over tomorrow afternoon.”
Then I spoke to Brad.
We discussed it and he volunteered to come with me. He rang his sister to drop by tomorrow and baby sit.
Then we relaxed, went to bed, hoping that somehow things would work out. That somehow, Daniel’s new wife and Gabi would become besties.