Page 103 of Bossed By The Boggart


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“And we’re still visiting Grandpa next month?”

“Double yep.”

Jake whoops, and I sweep him onto my shoulders and leave.

“Watch out for the tree branches!” Jake giggles.

I duck low, swinging Jake around until he laughs uncontrollably.

We hit the road, the city slipping past in a blur of steel and glass, until the ocean’s brine scents the air.

The gaudy lights of Coney Island wink in the distance, beckoning us closer.

“Wow, this place is like magic—but not as cool as your Boggart magic.”

“Nothing’s as cool as Boggart magic,” I confirm.

I park, and then the two of us make our way to the boardwalk.

The planks creak under our feet as we stroll from stall to stall.

“Alright, buddy, which game do you think your mom would like best for our little surprise?”

“Um, the ring toss!”

We approach the booth manned by an elderly gentleman with a silver goatee.

I lean in to whisper in his ear while passing him a couple one hundred dollar bills.

“Sir, do you mind rigging the game?”

He looks at the money and then back at me.

“I would’ve done it for free—anything for the kids.”

“You misunderstand. I’ve got something I want you to use as the prize.”

Pulling out the box, I pass it over. The man peeks inside and whistles.

“Wow, now that’s a—”

Just then my phone rings, and I hold up my hand to quiet the man.

“Hey, deoring, you here?”

“I’m parking now. Where are you guys at?”

“The ring toss, come meet us.”

She hangs up, and after a bit, I see her walking toward us.

The dusk paints the sky in vibrant hues of orange and pink, haloing Wyn in soft light.

Jake runs into her arms, chatting a mile a minute.

When they get closer, she sets him down, and he scampers back to my side.

“Want to play, Mom?”

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