Chapter 70 Max - Comedy Central

• “How was preschool yesterday, Finn?” I probed as I pulled into traffic, glancing at him briefly through the rear-view mirror. He was so absorbed, putting together his Lego pieces. It was a cool Saturday morning, and I was taking him to the park as promised.
• Cora was the one who opened the door for me, as I expected. Since our argument, back at my place, Elaine and I hadn't spoken. I didn't care, though. She was a despicable woman, and a shitty parent. She could hate me for all I cared. I was so over her.
• “It was...” he trailed off, scrunching up his little, adorable face as he tried to think of the right word to describe how his day went. “Good, I guess.”