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“What? Are you serious?” He looks me up and down incredulously.
“Very. Go sit on the chair and leave her alone.”
With an annoyed look, he stands and flops himself into the chair to our right. I take the seat he vacated.
“I need to get going anyway.” Violet stands. “I have a couple things to do, and I want to see if I can squeeze in a yoga class before getting ready for tonight.”
That’s right. She’s going out with the girls tonight. I almost forgot. “Of course. Thanks for stepping in to help this morning.”
“It’s no trouble.” She barely spares me a glance. “Bianca, Evan, it was nice seeing you again.”
They return the sentiment, and after saying bye to Theo, Violet leaves the room.
Theo beats Bianca in the video game, and she grumbles in defeat, then tosses the controller to Evan. “You’re up. I hate these stupid games.”
He catches it with one hand. “That’s just because you can’t beat your five-year-old nephew.”
“Hey,” Theo pipes up.
Bianca smiles and ruffles his hair. “Sorry, bud, but you are five.”
Theo wiggles from her hold and goes to sit on the floor near Evan. For whatever reason, he likes to be near the person he’s playing.
Bianca slides onto the couch so she’s sitting beside me. “How was the first week of training camp?”
“Tiring, but that’s to be expected.” I relax and stretch one arm across the back of the couch.
“That’s because you’re getting up there, old man,” Evan says with a snicker.
“Shut up.”
“Daddy! You said a bad word.” Theo doesn’t take his eyes off the screen while he reprimands me.
“Sorry, buddy.” I glance at Bianca, who’s snickering.
“Does he do that every time Mom curses?”
I shake my head. “Just me.”
Bianca laughs. “How does it feel to have Mom and Dad as your bosses now?” Her voice is taunting, and I narrow my gaze. She laughs again. “What? I’m just wondering.”
“Sure you are.” I shake my head a little. “So far, it’s been fine. They promised me they wouldn’t interfere any more than they would with any other player, so I have high hopes it won’t be an issue.”
“I could never work for Mom or Dad,” Evan says, fist-pumping when his score pulls ahead of Theo’s.
“Not sure you could work for anyone.”
My brother is a lot like my mom—impulsive, a free spirit, and difficult to control—whereas Bianca is more like my dad—thoughtful, measured, and serious.
“True enough.” He doesn’t argue.
Evan plays with Theo for a while so Bianca and I catch up, and eventually Theo announces he has to poop.
“Buddy, remember how I told you that you can just say you have to go to the bathroom? You don’t have to tell people that you’re going to poop.”
“Sorry, I forgot,” he yells over his shoulder as he rushes from the room, holding his butt.
“Kids are so weird,” Bianca says after he’s gone.
