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Six Months Ago…

Randy listened to the judge rattle off the terms of his divorce and listened to him finalize it. He closed his eyes and wished it was all just a bad dream. As the gavel slammed down with a loud crack, Randy's eyes opened again. He looked over at Samantha, who looked all prim and proper, but she wasn't even looking over at him. She was shaking hands with her lawyer and gathering her things.

As he left the courthouse, he saw Samantha getting into her car. He watched as she got settled, and pulled away. This was it. The end has happened and now he was officially divorced.

They had been separated since March, but this was it. This was the end of the end. The divorce was officially final. Never in a million years did he think that he would be divorcing Samantha. Even as she moved her stuff and their daughters' stuff out of the house, did he think she would never come back home.

But she never did. Instead, she got a divorce attorney, and a new boyfriend. A boyfriend, who went to work and was home every night, A boyfriend who would never have to miss any of Alanna's recitals or school activities.

Randy sighed and started his Range Rover. Now it was time to figure out what the hell to do next. What now? He had refused to date anyone during the separation, just in case Samantha had changed her mind. But her new boyfriend was absolutely destroying his hopes.

Randy pulled into his driveway and turned off the engine. But he didn't get out right away. He sat there thinking. He needed to get his shit together for his daughters' sake. He couldn't let himself slide into old habits.

One major fuck up and Samantha would take Alanna away from him and he'd never see her again. Sam had made that brutally known when she had stopped by with Alanna for his visitation one time after they had separated and he had been hungover and probably still drunk.

Come to think of it, Samantha had met her boyfriend very shortly after that ordeal. But Randy had never made that mistake again. He had drank, but never the night before he got Alanna. And only a beer or two during a game or with dinner if Alanna was with him.

Randy finally got up and walked inside. He grabbed his phone and began to text John. "Well, it's officially final."

John text him back, "I'm sorry dude. Are you ok?"

"Yeah…I just need the night. Life begins tomorrow. Tonight is about me." Randy replied.

"Alright, just be careful dude. Ok?"

"Yup, I'll text you in the morning." Randy text, then he turned his phone off.

What do you think will happen next? Will Randy keep himself on the straight and narrow? Or do you think he'll wind up screwing up before he figures it out? Reviews equal updates!