Page 29 of Jackass

I knew I should get these answers from Sammy, but I needed to hear the truth.

Plus, I wasn’t sure Sammy would give them to me.

“Mommy told me,” she simply said.

“But how did you know what I looked like?” She stoppedcoloring and peered up at me.

“Mommy showed me pictures.”

Charlie went back to her drawing, and I sat there in shock.

Pictures?

Sammy had pictures of me and showed them to Charlie so she would know who I was. None of this made any sense. I was going to have to talk to Sammy and pray she told me the truth.

Joellen stopped by and dropped off our food, and Charlie and I dug in. She had a healthy appetite. She ate almost all her pancakes.

“You ready to go shopping, Shortcake?”

“Yup.” Charlie hopped down from her chair and grabbed my hand.

I threw some money on the table, and we left.

There was no time to waste; I had a daughter to spoil.

I pulled my truck into the parking lot at the clubhouse and stopped near the door. Charlie was fast asleep in the new car seat I bought her. A day of shopping had tuckered her out.

Tuckered me out too, if I was being honest.

I turned off the truck and watched my daughter in the rearview mirror for a minute. I had the best day with her today.

Climbing from the cab of my truck, I opened the back door to get Charlie out. I unbuckled her carefully, trying not to wake her. Lifting her up into my arms, she laid her head on my shoulder without stirring.

I left everything in the truck for the prospects to bring in for me and walked into the main room of the clubhouse.

“Charlie!”

A woman I didn’t recognize shrieked and ran toward me with her arms out. I turned my back on the woman and stepped away.

“Who the fuck are you?” I growled.

“Give her to me, right now,” the woman snapped.

“Fuck off.” I walked around her, holding Charlie close to my chest and bellowed, “King!”

Where the fuck was everyone?

Brothers piled into the room from the kitchen.

“Hey, Jack.” King marched over and sat at the bar.

“Who the fuck is this woman?” I asked my president.

I refused to put Charlie down without knowing who she was and why she was trying to get my daughter.

“That would be Carrie, Samantha’s friend,” King said, rolling his eyes in the woman’s direction.

“What the fuck is she doing here, and where is Sammy?”