Falling for the Ex

“You've been served, ma'am.” As if being called `ma'am' isn't bad enough. Turns out, my cheating ex is suing me for custody of our daughter.

This means war.

I may have stayed mostly rational while the jerk dipped his wick all over the county, but now I'm going full mama bear on his hide. Don't mistake the filtered mom-of-a-toddler speak for meekness because son of a biscuit, I'm aiming to straight-up knee the man in his twig and berries.

Fancy lawyer, private detective, you name it, I'm doing ...