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A few days before Scribe’s wedding,
“Boys I’m not playing around. Get a move on. Your grandparents will be here any minute!”
Mumbling under my breath, I silently cursed my spawns while I picked up their dirty socks, clothes, and the trash they couldn’t be bothered to pick up themselves.
I was living with slobs.
No buts about it.
Everywhere I looked, I saw trash.
Boys are so much easier than girls, they said.
It will be a piece of cake, they said.
I call bullshit. Because no one had to raise my brats.
God help me, I loved them to pieces, but sometimes, I wanted to give them up for adoption. To make matters worse, one of them was the spitting image of my ex-husband. If I could scrub Sean’s face and plaster a new one on him, I would.
In a heartbeat.
“Boys, I’m not playing around!” I yelled up the stairs. “Get the lead out! Your grandparents will be here any minute.”
“Coming!” both boys said in unison. I heard a knock at my door. Not bothering to greet the visitors, I just shouted, “Come in!”
Laughter greeted me as I huffed, throwing dirty clothes into the laundry basket I’d placed on the couch.
“Rough day?” My mom chuckled while my dad whistled loudly. Apparently, that was the battle cry for all hands on deck, ‘cause, in the next instant, a thundering herd of elephants descended my staircase. I swore the earth moved when my boys presented themselves to my dad, front and center.
Why the hell didn’t they do that shit for me?
“Are you two ready?” my father asked firmly, standing before them.
“Yes, sir!”
“Good. Grab your gear and let’s get this show on the road.”
I watched in awe as my dad oversaw both my boys, grabbing their bags before they headed out to the truck like they’d been waiting patiently for hours, not creating havoc and disrupting my day.
“It will get easier, sweetheart. Soon they will graduate high school and be off to college. You’ll see.”
“Can that happen tomorrow?” I smirked, sitting on the arm of my couch. “I can’t thank you and Dad enough for doing this, Mom. I so needed this break.”
“It’s my pleasure. Besides, it’s Mardi Gras season and there is a lot to do to keep the boys occupied. Plus, we’re going to be staying with my sister, and you know Wade will be around too. He and his friends will make sure the boys have plenty to do.”
“Give Wade a hug and kiss from me. Tell him I’ll try to make Mardi Gras next year.”
“I’ll tell him.” My mom smiled, looking around my messy house. “Are you sure you’re going to be okay here all by yourself? I hate leaving you alone.”
“I’m twenty-seven, Mom. I can take care of myself. Plus, if I need help, all I’ve got to do is call King.”
My mom nodded. “I know. They are such good boys, just like Wade.”
“They aren’t exactly like Wade, Mom. Both men are presidents of motorcycle clubs. Only Wade thinks life is a twenty-four seven party.”
Mom laughed. “That’s true. It’s going to be a genuine pleasure when Wade meets the woman of his dreams. New Orleans won’t know what’s hit it.”
“Oh, I do. A Cat-5 hurricane. Wade’s courtship will make Hurricane Katrina look like a simple rainstorm. God help everyone.” I chuckled.
