The Rocket Is Grounded
Language: en
Friday night, we sat down to dinner. Halfway through, Lisa looked up. “Daddy, when are we moving into the new house?” I froze. “What house?” Teri forced a smile. “Just a nice neighborhood we drove past.” “No!” Lisa insisted. “Silas took us. He said it was built for me and Mommy. I get a princess room with glowing stars!” My fork hit the bowl with a sharp clink. Teri went white. “He said I can call him Daddy,” Lisa added, eyes wide. “He bought me dresses. They’re already in the closet.” She slapped her hands over her mouth. “Mommy said not to tell you.” Teri yanked her up. “Go brush your…