Part 1.
This is likely to be a strange story, but it is, well almost, completely true. Names and locations are changed to protect the guilty and who cares about innocence?
I’m Mindy. I am married to Don, with a daughter, Charvi, now nineteen and a son Jax, now sixteen. But this is more about Kerri and me. Later it is about Jules and Charvi as well.
On her first day at Junior High, Charvi met Jules, Julie-Ann, and they have been friends ever since. Over the course of the next few years, Don and I seemed to be running in to Kerri and then husband, Bill, fairly frequently. Kerri I really liked, Bill – well, not. Bill was loud and domineering, an asshole truthfully. Don’t get me wrong, he had a lot of good things about him, he was very skilled at his work, apparently, he was also a great provider. After the divorce, he really did step up and take care of Jules, although, like the asshole he is, he made it clear he wasn’t interested in supporting Kerri until she got on her feet.