My stepson begged me, “Don’t marry my dad.” The reason made me faint at the altar.

Discussing Tim

As I ran my fingers along the flower stems, I decided to return to Tim’s strange behavior. “Jeff, have you noticed that he’s been different lately?”, I asked carefully. He replied with a shrug, almost nonchalantly. “Children that age go through phases,” he said. I wanted to believe him, but the explanation sounded incomplete. It wasn’t the ideal place to insist, with a flower shop full of strangers around.

Discuss Tim