Andy sat at the table across from Cara.
“Did you bring the girls with you?”
He shook his head. “They are nearby. My uncle is with them right now.”
“I was hoping you would have brought them with you.”
“You know I can’t do that.”
“Andy sat an envelope on the table between them. “The girls drew you pictures.”
Cara opened the envelope and looked at the pictures. She would hang them on the wall over her cot.
“Do they know you are here?”
He shook his head.”They don’t even know you are here. I told them that you had to go away to school to learn to be the good mom that you used to be.”
“Thank you for not telling them. I don’t think I could handle them knowing I am here.”
Andy clenched his jaw when she said that. “I didn’t do it for you. I did it for the girls. I don’t want our daughters to know their mother is in jail.”
“I’m sorry. You are right. That would be hard for them to understand.” She looked across the table at him. “I miss you, Andy. I made a big mistake. Can we please try again?”
He shook his head. “That won’t happen. Before all this happened, I probably would have considered it. Not now. I don’t trust you.”