You are Enough

king I should let George know what has happened today. George! George! What is it, Kat? The kids? No, but I'd been feeling like someone was following me and Dylan knew about my car almost immediately

enty minutes out to the Lodge and park my car. Well, it's a Buick with a huge back to haul groceries in or things for the kids. As I'm getting my keys out of my phone for a second time today, plays Toxic. Great, just what I need is Dylan calling me. I just let it ring but he doesn't stop calling me. What Dylan, I ask? What do you want? So the kids are sick, huh? Okay, how the hell do you know that? Are you following me? No you stupid cow, I'm in California but I do and will know everything you do.I can't believe this, you are crazy, I say. Kathleen, you know that you can't make it on your own. That's why you live with your parents. You are worthless. Those brats will come to Miranda and me once we are done with this divorce and you will never see them again. Dylan, you can't just take my kids from me and think that I won't go down without a fight. These are my kids and not yours. You don't even like them, let alone want them. Kathleen, you are so stupid, he tells me. It's just a control thing for you, isn't it? Dylan, you don't want them at all, why fight so hard to get them? You don't know what I want, Kathleen, Dylan tells me. Just like you to always try and tell others what they want or need. You are pathetic, Kathleen. I'd had enough and hung up. Why won't he just leave me alone? Why does he feel the need to make my life a living hell? You are good enough, Kat. You are a kind and caring person. You are beautiful. I chant my