My Story

My Parents Part 2

^My Mom

Mom's POV

After a few months I stopped talking to Joey about anything that was not related to what he wanted to eat or drink.

But then one night when I was working the bar down stairs he randomly cane down and said...

"You know you are really pretty, would you like to dance."

"As much as I love to dance I cant I have to work." I told him feeling my face grow hot.

"That is to bad I guess i will stay here and order a drink." He told me fakeing sadness.

"Wait I thought you where married?" I asked.

"I was but, we are going throught a divorce"He said not sounding sad or mad may be a little happy.

So we talked for a few hours before he had to leave and not long after I went home too.

I learned he had a son and daughter.

He seemed to be a good dad.