I was Lexie. Not with a beach house. Just the divorce part and the waiting part, and in my case it was waiting for the airplane to land. I was always told the airplane was late.
It wasn’t until I got older that I understood my dad had several other important stops along the way to see me, and he made all of them on time. So I totally got how Lexie felt about that.
Many times I knew something important before my mother did. I understood how that felt, too. Sometimes, this was deliberate, so my dad didn’t have to be the one to make the announcement.
Worse, now that I’m older, I know that sometimes I’ve been an emotional coward too. It’s not a good thing to be. But I felt I was justified in writing about it.
Meanwhile, my kids are the most courageous people I know, and I based these three kids on them, at different stages in their lives. Luckily, they never had to go through a divorce, but kids are tested in lots of ways. They have passed every test I knew about. But because they are who they are, I’m sure they’ve passed tests I don’t know about.
Too often kids try to protect parents. I think the kids in this story know about that too. I hope I get around to writing about that.