Warren Dennis (49 years), Jessica Picasso (38 years), Jett and Flint (18 years)
She had been twenty when she’d had the boys, they were the beginning of her family, and she had expected another baby to follow after them. But none had. Matt hadn’t wanted another baby, but it hadn’t stopped him from fathering that girl when the boys were just five.
She’d fought for her marriage, pleading and yearning for a man that was less affectionate than a goldfish. She hadn’t agreed to the divorce until she was twenty-nine years old. He had tried to get full-custody out of spite, and was rewarded partial custody that he regularly failed to uphold.
She disliked the bastard daughter, but there had been a sort of irony when he was awarded partial custody of her too, and then his mistress died from addictions. Jessica didn’t wish the woman dead, well, she had, but never literally. But it still didn’t soften her anger towards the child, even as the boys had embraced her as a sister, she was still jealous that she existed, and her own daughter never had.
But now, on the eve of her second wedding, she doesn’t know if a third child is a dream she should follow.
Flint despises Warren. Should it matter? She can’t decide. He leaves for boot camp and to follow in his Dad’s footsteps in just a month. Despite all she has done to raise his empathy and compassion, she has failed. He idolizes his Dad, and treats Warren horribly. But he’s her son, she can’t disregard his feelings. Perhaps underneath his anger, he actually feels hurt that she’s marrying again.