After a night with my girls, I felt better than I had in a week. I wasn't any closer to a solution to my Collier issue, but at least I knew I wasn't alone. I had seven women who loved me and wanted me to be happy. With that thought in mind, I'd gotten up and laced my tennis shoes to go out for my morning run. It was the best workout I'd had all week. I was finally back on my game and didn't ache when I rounded the corner to my house.
The instant my eyes locked with his, I knew my time avoiding the situation had come to an end. I was stuck. There, on my front porch, sat a devastated-looking Collier. The sun had just started to rise, and it was far too early to deal with this, but the time had finally come that I could no longer avoid it. I slowed my approach, stunned that he'd waited for
