88|Conversations

~Declan~

“Got any idea where we’re going?” I met Maya’s eye through the rearview mirror, merging into the freeway. As always, I was half stunned to see her sitting in the backseat of my car. Never in my wildest dream have I imagined I’d fathered an amazing kid like her.

If someone told me I’d be a father ten years ago, I’d probably knock them down on their asses and tell them to fuck off.

She thou