He was no longer startled by her resemblance to April. Having a baby and getting sober had added pounds to her and these days her hair was shorter and curly unlike her sister’s long waves. Strolling in, she took a seat and Smith sighed. “Hello Amelie. How are you Amelie? I’ll get you a check Amelie.” Since the courts had given Jamie back to his mom, Smith gave her money to help raise him, normally he mailed it but had been too busy the past week. She was working for barely above minimum wage and he loved Jamie as his own. He knew April wouldn’t approve but he had been unable to deny Amelie’s request or Jamie’s needs. “Thank you!” She said smugly, crossing her legs. Smith quickly took out his personal checkbook, writing Amelie a check. He slid it across the table and she quickly picked it up, placing it in her oversized bag. “Is that all Amelie and how is Jamie?” “He’s fine. Are you going by the daycare to see him?” “I plan to. But today I’m going home to my wife.” Her brow arched at his words. “Will she even know you’re there? Last I heard from daddy she was looking zombie-like and crying.” Rage filled him but he sucked it down. Amelie might be clean and sober but she was not a good person. “Anyway, thanks for the stipend.” She muttered. Standing, she adjusted her snug dress, staring at her brother in law. He refused to make eye contact with her. She made her way from the office and he could hear her laughter trail behind her. Shaking his head, he put away his checkbook and prepared to go home to his wife.
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