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“Look up how you have sex in a wheelchair—” started Lilac, but Brielle quickly and pointedly ended her end of thecall.
“Li,” said Gavin. “You’re drunk. Gohome.”
“Iamhome,” said Lilac. “Home for a while anyway.” She blew him a kiss. “But you’re right. I’m about to passout.”
“Good night,” said Gavin. “Get out to the beach this weekend! Soak up somesun.”
Lilac grabbed a bottle of sunscreen and shook it at the screen. “I’m missing my handsome single dad to applythis.”
“No,” said Gavin. “Justno.”
Lilac wasn’t sure if she turned off the call or if he ended it first. She woke up several hours later after falling fast asleep in herchair.
Chapter Six
“Willow,please turn that down. I’m trying towork.”
Nolan’s dad rubbed his temples at the breakfast bar that functioned as his desk, the TV in the living room behind him blastingFrozenfor the second time that dayalready.
Willow ignored him, singing along with Elsa as she twirled around the living room, a hairbrush in her hand acting like amicrophone.
Nolan’s dad looked up to face his eldest son, who was busy flipping two grilled cheese sandwiches in a frying pan. “Don’t you get sick of hearing that atwork?”
“Other theme park,” said Nolan, scrambling to turn down the heat and turn on the overhead fan. He always managed to burnthese.
“I want to go to Disney World!” whined Landon as he trotted into the kitchen. “I hate Tildy—ow!”
Nolan looked up to find that Willow had twirled right into Landon, knocking him over. Landon stared up in shock at the other three members of the family before remembering to turn on the water works—or at least screech and pretend tears werefalling.
“Willow!” snapped their dad. “Stop thatright nowand say you’resorry.”
Willow’s face fell as she stopped spinning and Elsa kept singing her power ballad behindher.
Sighing, Nolan’s dad got off his stool, bending down to pick up Landon and pat his back.You’re just going to make him want to cry all the more, thought Nolan as he flipped the first and then the second sandwich over once again.It’s the only way he manages to get any attention fromyou.
“Willow,” said their dad sternly, staring down at her over Landon’s shoulder. “What did Isay?”
“Sorry,” mumbled Willow quietly. She clutched the hairbrush she was supposed to be using to brush her still half-wild hair tightly at her side. “Hewalked right in front ofme.”
Landon screeched louder and Nolan turned up the fan as the sandwiches began to smoke heavily before he flicked the stove offentirely.
“I don’t care,” said their dad. “Turn off that TV and sit down at the table.Now.”
Glaring up at their dad, Willow’s bottom lip trembled, but she didn’t say anything. Their dad brought Landon over to the table and plopped him into his chair as Nolan plated the sandwiches, scooping some of the canned tomato soup he’d heated up on the stovetop into two bowls for thekids.
“No!” screamed Landon, clutching their dad’s shirt tightly. “No! I’m nothungry!”
“Landon,” said their dad, “it’s time to eat. Now let go—Ow!Fuck!”
Nolan felt his insides go cold as their dad spun around to see Willow gleefully staring up at him, the hairbrush raised in her hand. From the way their dad cradled the back of his head, Nolan could only guess she’d smacked him withit.
“Daddy said a bad word,” she sing-songed.
“Give me that,” said their dad, snatching the hairbrush away from her. “Timeout! I thought you’d be too old for that by now, but no.” He snatched her by the hand and she tugged away, screeching. “I havehadit with your misbehavior, younglady!”
Nolan turned off the fan and crossed the kitchen, trying to head off this family disaster as their dad tossed the hairbrush on the table, making Landon’s eyes go wide as he jumped in hisseat.
“Let me go!” screamed Willow, kicking vainly toward her dad. “You meanie poopybrain!”
