about me spending money, I can afford these. I promise.â Derek wasnât broke.
Heâd just lost a lot in the stock market and had given up most of his assets in the divorce, wanting to spare his daughter the pain of more fighting.
If heâd split his money with his ex, he might never have given the curse a second thought. But heâd willingly given her more than she deserved because he felt responsible for things not working out. Then heâd invested a chunk of his money in a company that was supposed to be a sure thing. Instead, heâd lost nearly everything, depleted the bulk of his assets and decided then and there that the curse was in full force. Even if he hadnât married Hollyâs mother for love.
Heâd married Marlene for the little blond reason standing in front of him now. Heâd gotten his ex-wife pregnant their second year in college. Like father, like son, Hank had told him, lecturing him over not learning from the past. His father had a point. Heâd been careless. But Derek thought it would go differently. His father had been desperately in love with Derekâs mother. Derek didnât feel that way about Marlene.
It hadnât mattered. Marlene didnât believe in abortion, not that heâd have asked it of her. So Derek had stepped up and done the right thing. His father had tried to do the same thing with Vivian, Derekâs mother, but her family had intervened. Theyâd sent her to a home for unwed mothers, intending to make her give the baby up for adoption. Hank and his brothers had confronted them, paid them a hefty amount of money and taken Derek home. Vivianâs family moved away and to this day, Derekâs mother refused to acknowledge him as her son.
He could never do that to his child. So heâd married Marlene. It made sense, heâd thought at the time. They had fun together and he cared for her. Once he realized she carried his child, he came to see logic in their union. In Marlene, he saw a way to circumvent the curse. They could share a life, a family and a future without risk, because he wasnât head over heels in love with her.
Their disaster of a marriage and wrenching divorce had proved Derek wrong. It seemed that just being a male Corwin was enough to set the curse in motion.
âDad?â Holly tugged on his arm.
âSorry, I was thinking about something.â He cleared his throat. âWhy donât you go find where they have these set up?â
She nodded and began to dart through the short stations and finally waved to him. âFound them!â
âComing!â His life was different these days, he mused, watching his daughter practically hop up and down in excitement, waiting for him to join her.
He had less money but more time on his hands, which worked well since Holly would be staying with him for the summer.
He kept enough in savings to feel comfortable, but like the other men in his family, he now stopped short of building up wealth that could easily be lost. Life seemed simpler that way even if he did miss the adrenaline rush of taking risks and watching them pay off.
âLook for a package that says queen size,â he told Holly. âAnd then the pillow cases will probably say king or regular. We want regular.â
âI canât believe youâre getting me these. I really canât,â she said as she knelt down and began sorting through the sealed sheet sets.
A sharp pain sliced through his chest. âHey, Holly? Why wouldnât I want to buy these for you?â
She glanced up at him. âPromise you wonât be mad?â
He nodded. He couldnât remember ever being truly angry at her. Then again, heâd worked so many hours a week, he hadnât been home enough to get mad about anything. And during the past two years, he hadnât had Holly for more than a short weekend or two, if he was lucky. Heâd threatened to fight his ex over