refused contact.
There were notices.
Paperwork.
Hearings.
More paperwork.
Because Adam was my husband when the triplets were born and was listed as their father, support proceedings followed as well.
He ignored everything.
A support order was eventually entered.
Payments never arrived.
For a while, I checked.
Then I stopped doing that too.
I couldn’t build my life around money from a man who had already proven he could disappear.
The divorce became final when the babies were just over a year old.
I remember receiving the documents in the mail.
I expected to feel relief.
Instead, I sat at the kitchen table staring at my new legal name.
Allison Parker.
Not Allison Hayes anymore.
Five years of marriage reduced to several stamped pages.
Amara crawled under the table and grabbed my ankle.
Andy was chewing the corner of a board book.
Ashton was asleep with his face pressed against
