KP has a Bad Bus Experience on the way to work this morning. First, I get a sharp pain when she mentions she's staying the weekend with Bryce, but that goes away immediately when she tells me she wishes I was there.

Yeah.

It's funny, there's all sorts of things I can't do when it comes to relationships, but I have this much:

Around me, they know they're safe.

Nice to know my capacity for violence and my disdain for human life is good for something.