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louder.
    “I still can’t you hear you, Mackenzie.”
    Mackenzie motioned for him to lower his head, Drew did.
    She kneed him in the nuts. “I said you’re a fucking dick!”
    Drew fell to the ground, hands pressed to his groin.
    “I’ll be over at the bench, When you can walk again, come over and we’ll talk.”
    “I… deserved that,” Drew grunted.
    “Yeah, you did.” Mackenzie left him on the ground and went over to the bench.
    The other parents watched her, faces painted with curiosity.
    “He didn’t pay his child support on time.” Mackenzie lifted the book, opened it, and stared at the pages.
    Drew came over a few minutes later. Mackenzie wished she could feel sorry for him, but she was drowning so much in her own rage and feelings of abandonment to feel anything for him.
    “Can we talk now?” Drew asked.
    “Yup, talk away.” Mackenzie continued to look at the book, turning a page every now and again.
    “Is that a good book?” Drew inquired.
    “Yeah it’s about a guy who didn’t have a one night stand. This guy-,” she tapped the page with her finger, “-he’s a family man.”
    Drew took it from her hands and flipped it over. “It might be easier to read this way.”
    Mackenzie slammed the book on the bench. “What do you want, Drew?”
    “It’s not what I want.” Drew turned and faced Mackenzie. “My M aster wants Sophie.”
     
     

     
     
    Mackenzie leaned back on the wooden bench. “Did you say Master ?”
    Drew nodded.
    “If I believed for a second that people in this day and age had Masters, what does yours want?” Mackenzie kept an eye on Sophie. She climbed up the wooden platforms of the playground, too small to step from one platform to the next, so she conned the kids into giving her a boost. Her ‘Oh please help me look’ was pathetic . Mackenzie laughed as the boys took turns lifting her up to the next level. That’s my girl.
    “She’s beautiful.” Drew smiled as he watched Sophie.
    “Yes, she is. Now tell me what your Master wants.” Mackenzie turned to face Drew, while still able to keep an eye on Sophie. Mackenzie didn’t know Drew well, hell she hardly knew him at all, but her gut was telling her he was telling the truth. Her instincts never failed her before, and she knew full well that things weren’t always what they seemed. She wasn’t going to tell him that, though.
    “Sophie.”
    “What do you mean, Sophie?”
    “She wants me to bring Sophie back with me. I have seventy-two, no make that, seventy-one hours to do it.”
    Mackenzie stood and started to run toward her daughter, but Drew grabbed her arm and pulled her back. “I didn’t say I would give that bitch our daughter. Now sit down before you scare her, and the other kids.”
    Mackenzie squared her shoulders and raised her head. “Neither you nor your Master will ever have Sophie. You may have been there for the conception, but that’s where your claim to her starts and stops. She is not our daughter, she’s mine. Do you understand?”
    “Yes, and I’m sorry.”
    “Good, now get your hands off me.”
    Drew released Mackenzie and she sat back down. She glanced around, and the other parents stared at her like she was crazy. Guess we’re not getting invited to any more play dates. She gave them a wave and forced a smile.
    Mackenzie took a few deep breaths to try and calm down. So much had happened in the last hour. She needed to clear her head so she could think clearly. “I want you to tell me everything, before I decide if I need to panic.”
    Drew lowered his gaze and turned away. She followed his view and took in the golden leaves blowing around the ground. Mackenzie’s frustration reached a new level. He was watching the leaves. What the hell was wrong with him? They had a lot to discuss. Sure, fall was her favorite time of year, and given any other situation she would have admired how beautiful they were too, but now was not the time.
    “I’m getting really close to panic mode.