HEART BROKEN

“She’s your responsibility. I could’ve been seriously hurt if I'd been traveling faster.”

“I don’t think so.”

“So you’re a doctor now? At least accept that you should have been paying more attention yourself. Otherwise, I might have been hurt. You’d certainly get a bill for my medical treatment if I hadn’t come away with just bruises.”

She knows how to fight back with fire, although the wavering behind her expression tells me she doesn’t like doing it. I find that surprisingly cute. Something is really wrong with me.

I just glare back at her, which is better than reaching for her and having her slap me as she did with her ex.

“I’m sure we would find out who was at fault. You can’t blame a child for a mistake.”

“I’m not blaming a child. I’m blaming you. Call yourself a parent? At least she seems like a decent kid. Hopefully, she gets that from her mom and not you.”

She might as well have slapped me. I feel the anger build rapidly.

“Her mother is dead,” I snarl. “And I would rather you