Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.19

I tried to keep things casual with Blythe but it didn't work. She was sweet, and fun and just sort of struck a cord with me like...Cora did. Of all the women I'd dated, Blythe was only the second one to really meet Mom and Sha. They both took a liking to her. When the girls came to visit she was happy to meet them. She'd get up in the mornings and fix them breakfast since she didn't approve of me feeding them pop-tarts and other non-healthy options.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.18

A lot changes in two years. The adjustment to not seeing the girls daily took some time. We did talk or text a lot and we'd use Skype as well. I worked a lot and dated here and there, but no one was ever that serious. Rebecca I met at work. She was a new hire and my boss wanted me to show her the ropes. After dating Raven, I'd tried not to mix business and pleasure, but Rebecca actually pursued the relationship.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.17

Over the next few weeks things were tense. Cora wasn't speaking to me, and we used Mom's house as a drop off point when I wanted to see the girls. We had both hired attorneys and she delayed her starting time in Barnacle Bay. I tried to make the most of my time when the girls stayed over. Hope complained that she wanted a better room instead of being tucked away in my gym so I found myself giving up my bed once again.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.15

When I woke the next morning Cora was gone. At first I thought she was just downstairs, but no, she was gone. I called her, she didn't answer so I called Mom.

"Morning Mom, how are you today?"

"I'm good. Having the girls keeps me busy."

"That's good...hey is Cora there by chance."

"She was honey, she stopped by to see the girls and said she had to get back to school."

I couldn't believe she'd leave without even saying goodbye. Over the next few weeks our conversations took a different tone. She'd immediately ask to speak to the girls and once she was done talking to them she'd get right off the phone.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.14

I was getting the hang of this dad thing. The girls loved being with me, and who could blame them. I was probably the coolest dad ever! Plus no female could resist my charm, not even ones in diapers. Speaking of...potty time was still torturous!

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.13

The longest two weeks of my life! I'd get home from work, Mom would kiss me on the cheek and leave. She would always leave. I honestly thought after the first day or two, she'd cave and just take them again, but she didn't. She would drive off in my car leaving me with two little beings that needed stuff. They always needed stuff and if I didn't get it they let me hear about it.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.12

At first I kept up with the weekend visits, but they started to slip. Some times after getting back in town after being gone all week, all I wanted was a quiet few days of relaxing or maybe a not so quiet night out clubbing.

Work was going well, and I knew the girls were well cared for with Mom, and they were young. It's not like they'd notice whether I came by or not. However Mom noticed. She'd call me fussing about not stopping to see the girls. I'd appease her by saying I'd come by, but sometimes...well I'd get sidetracked.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen 3.11

I ran upstairs to put on some pants while I waited for Mom to arrive. When I got back down stairs, Cora was on the floor playing with the one she'd called Hope. The other one, Grace crawled over to me. I couldn't be a father, being responsible for myself was one thing, but for another being, two other beings...not going to happen. Mom arrived about half an hour later.

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Going Solo: Davis Gen. 3.10

I stared at her. She looked different, yet the same. It had been three years since I'd seen her, she looked more mature now. Gone was the low cut shirt and tight jeans I loved seeing her in, replaced with a modest dress that tried, but yet failed, to hide every delicious curve of her body. Her eyes roamed my naked torso, her face flushed with color when she made it back up to my face.

"Cora?!"

"Hello Davis. May we come in?"

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