Chapter 89 Not Damaged Goods

• I met Dan on one of those nights when I wandered the streets of Clarissa's parent's neighborhood. I had just been discharged from the hospital with my daughter and could not stand to be near her at that time because she reminded me so much of her father.
• If I'm to be honest, she still does but I have come to terms with my fate and realize that anytime I look at her, she isn't just a part of him but of me as well, and can not be blamed for her father's behavior. I would wander the streets aimlessly until I walked into a park. I remember sitting on a seat and staring aimlessly at the children who played on the swings.
• I always got glared at by their mothers but I was too out of it to even realize at that time. A man walked up to me and politely asked if he could sit beside me. I'd said nothing at that time because I just wanted to be left alone. That man was Dan. He sat down anyway and introduced himself, cracking lame jokes that didn't do him any favors.