I said, “I’m not sad at you. I didn’t know you existed until eleven minutes ago, and none of this is anything you did.”
And she said, “He said you’d be angry.”
So I said, “I am extremely angry. Not at you. Do you understand the difference?”
She said she did.
She’s eleven. I don’t think she did, that day.
Then I asked her one more question.
“Where have you been sleeping?”
And she gave me an address four streets from my house.
PART 2