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Oh, so she thinks I’m irresponsible? True, I haven’t been to any parent-teacher conferences, but I would never make a promise to Liam I couldn’t keep.
“Izzie, I understand your concern, but I don’t have a game that day. I can totally make it.”
Izzie doesn’t look convinced.
“I don’t know, Brady.”
“Oh, come one.” I grab her gently by her shoulders. “Just imagine Liam strolling up to school with Brady Thomas.TheBrady Thomas. Holy shit, he’ll be the most popular kid in school. No one’s going to ever make fun of him for not having a dad again.”
Izzie slowly starts to loosen up a little as a grin spreads across her face.
“I guess you have a point,” she mutters into her hoodie. “But you promise you’ll show up? Swear to god?”
“Are you kidding me?” I laugh. “I swear to all the gods that I’ll be there bright and early for pancake breakfast.”
Izzie is biting back a smile, but I can tell she’s really grateful that I’m stepping up and trying to be a father figure for Liam.
“Come on.” I grab her hand. “Let’s go tell him.”
We walk up to the mezzanine where Liam is.
“Yo, Liam, my man. Come over here for a second.”
Liam continues ignoring me as he twirls around the handles to the foosball table.
“Liam, don’t be rude,” Izzie says in her mom voice. “Brady has something to say to you.”
Liam looks up for the first time. I walk over to him and kneel so that I can look at him eye-to-eye.
“Listen, I know I’m not your dad, but if you’re cool with it, I’d like to come with you to that pancake breakfast thing.”
Liam’s eyes widens as his head bounces back and forth between me and Izzie.
“Really?” He’s in disbelief.
Izzie and I both nod our heads.
“Really?!” he asks again.
You’d think it was Christmas morning judging by this kid’s excitement.
Izzie walks over and kneels by us. “Yep, and it was all Brady’s idea, too,” she tells him. “So thank him.”
“Thank you so much, Brady!” Liam suddenly wraps his arms around my neck and gives me a surprisingly rough hug.
This kiddefinitelyhas a future in football.
“No problem, buddy.” I pat him on the back as he continues to strangle me with his little arms. “Just ease up on my neck a little bit, bro. I can’t breathe.”
From around Liam’s shoulder, I see Izzie’s smile slowly fade into a worrying frown.
That’s odd.
What does she have to be worried about?
