Ray pulls up to the house to drop the children off after their weekend with him. It never got easier taking them back to Debra. He misses them so much sometimes but he knows the situation was mostly his fault. What made it even harder was that Debra was dating his friend Andy. The whole thing seemed surreal.

He decided to go in with the kids to say hello. The kids burst through the kitchen door, "Mom!" they exclaim as Debra walks out of the laundry room.

"Hey guys," she says giving them all a big hug, "Did you have a good time with your dad?"

"Yeah, we did all kinds of cool stuff." Michael says.

"That's great, why don't you guys go wash up for dinner. Andy will be here soon." She says.

"Hey, Deb," Ray says.

"Hi, Ray," she responds,"How are you?"

"Oh, I'm okay. I just wanted to say, Hi. So I should be going." He turns to leave but looks back at her, "Oh, is Wednesday night okay? The boys wanted to go to the game. Ally said she had play rehearsal that night so I would like to take her out another night, just us."

After and awkward pause Debra answers, "Um, yeah that's fine. In fact I'm supposed to go to a meeting at the school anyway."

"Oh,great. That works then." Ray says

Just then Andy comes in with with two pizza's for dinner, "Hey, Deb. I got the pizzas, and some garlic bread" he says, turning around noticing Ray.

"Oh, Hi Ray." Andy says.

"Hey, Andy." Ray says awkwardly

Debra comes over to Andy and gives him a kiss on the cheek, "Thanks, Honey. Could you get some glasses?" She asks, then calls the kids, "Kids, pizza's here!"

Ray watches as Andy gets out plates and glasses, setting the table. Then goes to the fridge to get overyone a soda. He couldn't believe it, someone else was living his life. The kids come into the kitchen and make a beeline for Andy.

"Andy!" They all hug him.

"Hey guys, how's it going?" he responds, "Boys, did you remember what I said about baseball practice?"

"Yeah, it was great. I didn't miss a ball!" Jeffrey says.

Ray moves toward the door standing for a moment watching the scene unfolding in front of him. What has happened to my life, he thinks as he quietly slips out the door.