A return to normalcy
We’re at a lot of meetings together. She sits there elegant and well dressed, looking younger than she is. And then we start to talk. I think she’s incapable of speaking to me (maybe to anyone) without being nasty.
And yet, I do think she’s good for the boy. They’re in Vermont for the February vacation. I’m glad she has the flexibility to take a week to take him on vacation. I’m a little creeped out by where she took him, though. It’s exactly the kind of place we would have gone to before he was born.
Well, he’ll just have to work out “romantic getaways with my mom” with his therapist some day.