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your daughter, you called me a liar, and then walked away. I have nothing more to say to you. Now get out of my house.” Simone crossed her arms. Stupid tears filled her eyes at the idea of watching him go, but it was bound to happen. “And this time, don’t ever come back,” she added, knowing she wouldn’t be able to take it again.
    Sam stood, tucking his hands in the pockets in the front of he jeans. He glared.
    Simone jumped up and pushed on his way-too-sexy chest. He didn’t move, so she slammed a fist into his arm. She totally hit like a girl, but she didn’t care. Angry tears fell from her face. “You don’t get to be mad, you son-of-a-bitch. You don’t get to see your daughter and you don’t get to see me. You get to leave. So go.” She pushed at him again. “Go. Get out, damn you.”
    Sam grabbed her hands and pulled her into a hug. “I can’t. I won’t ever leave you again. I know I don’t deserve a another chance, but I swear I’m here. I’m staying. I—”
    “I have cancer, Sam. The doctor’s giving me a fifty-fifty shot at survival.” She was doing the ugly cry, the kind where she didn’t care what she looked like and, even if she did, it wouldn’t have mattered. She wouldn’t have been able to stop. “So shut up and leave.” Simone was out of control, hitting him without force, but still hitting.
    Sam froze. Simone felt his body go stiff, and she momentarily felt bad. She wiped her nose on her sleeve and looked at him through her tears.
    “What kind?” he whispered.
    “It’s on my spine,” she returned sadly, sitting on the couch. She hadn’t wanted to tell him like that, but she was glad it was out. All the cards were on the proverbial table.
    “What’s your treatment plan?” he asked, so soft she almost didn’t hear him.
    “I start chemo the middle of August. At the moment I’m on several different drugs to help slow it down. So far they haven’t helped much.”
    Sam sat beside her and put his head in his hands. Now she really felt bad.
    “You don’t have to stay. You don’t have to go through this.” Simone shrugged. “If, you know, you could come and visit Sabrina sometimes, I’d really appreciate that, though.”
    “You mean after you’re dead?” he asked and looked up. His eyes were angry again.
    Simone nodded slowly. “If something were to happen, it’d be nice if she could see her father.”
    Sam grabbed Simone by the shoulders. “Don’t you dare talk like that.” He walked to the door. “I’m leaving, but I’m not leaving-leaving. I need to make a couple of phone calls, move around a few things, and cancel a couple of others. I will be back later today and I will meet my daughter. Got it?”
    Simone nodded numbly; afraid if she said anything he might change his mind.
    When the door closed Simone’s mom came out holding Sabrina. “That was intense.”
    Simone sniffled and smiled, her eyes immediately finding her daughter’s form and going to her. “Hi, baby-girl.” She took Sabrina from her mom and snuggled her close. She’d given up a lot for her daughter, but she knew she’d do it again in a second if it meant spending more time with Sabrina.
    “Do you believe him? You think he’s coming back?”
    Simone shrugged. “His track record isn’t great.” She placed Sabrina in her bouncy chair, buckled her in, and busied herself making Sabrina a bottle.
    Simone’s mom poured two glasses of orange juice and flipped on the coffee pot. “Why don’t you let me feed her while you shower. You smell like you fell into a vat of vodka.”
    Simone sipped the orange juice and brought the bottle over. “That reminds me, he said I sent him pictures.” She flipped open the laptop and scanned the emails in the Sent folder. Sure enough, there was an email to Sam Merrick. “Holy crap.” She opened it. Her mom leaned in. Simone scanned the email and pictures in complete shock. She couldn’t believe she’d had the lady balls.
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