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“She’s right, you know,” I tell him as I pull into our driveway. “Did she say anything else?”

“Not really. Turner asked if she had any kids, and she said no. Then I asked if she’d be a good mom or a bad mom and how seriously she’d take her reponsability, and she kinda went quiet.”

With my chin to my chest, I turn off the car and pinch the bridge of my nose.

Well, shit.

“Anything else?” I mutter.

“Not really. After she went quiet, I told her that I thought she’d be a good one. Then Turner got his backpack, and I started coloring.”

“And that’s it?”

“Yup,” he answers.

“Alright. Let’s get inside.”

“Okay. Can we have lasagna for dinner?”

I laugh and ruffle the thick hair on his head. “Deal.”

9

Owen

She doesn’t message me, and I don’t push her any further until Grady is in bed, and I have more than five minutes of privacy to come up with something clever that’ll convince her to respond. Because whatever the hell happened at school today with Grady and Turner must’ve gutted her, and I want to make it right. I need to.

OD: Question. Why are there no stairs in the Death Star?

I hit send before I can talk myself out of it. Then, I stare at the stupid screen for a solid five minutes, praying she’ll be curious enough to answer me.

Buzz. Buzz.

Slytherin4ever: I don’t know. Why?

With a grin, I reply.

OD: Because everyone uses the ele-Vader.

Her response is quicker this time and manages to ease the ache in my chest.

Slytherin4ever: Yup. You’re definitely a dad.

OD: haha. Why do you say that?

Slytherin4ever: Cuz that was the dad-est of dad jokes.

OD: It got you to respond, didn’t it?

Slytherin4ever: Maybe.

OD: Did it make you smile too?

Slytherin4ever: No comment.

OD: Haha. I’ll take that as a yes. So, you never answered me earlier when I asked how your day has been. Have you found someone else to entertain you already?

Slytherin4ever: Not yet. Sorry I didn’t respond, though. It’s been a day.

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