Old girlfriend.
Soon to be X stole me from her.
She was a counselor, specializing in crazy kids in locked wards.
Now she's a stay at home mom.
Facebook contact, 1st time I've talked to her since I left her for Barb.
27 years.
She probably the only person in the world who could hope to understand my crazy kids.
And she knows enough about me to interest them into talking about personal stuff as they try to manipulate her.
And my current girlfriend despised her when she was a kid. Yet our kids can use some help.
Holy shit.
Imagine family therapy with her in charge.
The next chapter of my book is writing itself.