I looked at him.
“Start what?”
“And I don’t?”
“You’re their mother.”
I waited.
He didn’t stop.
“They’re your responsibility.”
“You’re their mother.”
For a moment, I couldn’t speak.
Then I asked, “You booked yourself business class with my money?”
“I told you I’ll pay you back.”
“That doesn’t answer my question.”
He glanced toward the gate.
“And don’t complain when we get to the resort.”
“I told you I’ll pay you back.”
My chest tightened.
“What does that mean?”
“I upgraded my room too.”
“Your room?”
“Oceanfront.”
I stared at him.
My chest tightened.
“What room are we in?”
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