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Chapter 22
Faye
What’s the likelihood that Thane and I would we been paired up on this field trip together? I’m guessing it’s because Mrs. Leeper can see how close the boys are and she wants the groups to be easy for the parents to manage. We also have two girls with us, they are friends too, and the four kids are fun and easy to be around.
“It’s lunchtime, are you guys done with your checklists?” I ask the kids and they all nod. Even Thane and I can’t help but laugh as we cross the field to meet the class at the pavilion.
“When did Jack get his bandage off?”
“A couple of days ago. Thankfully everything healed well.”
“I noticed as he was holding his clipboard it looked really good.”
“Yeah, thank God.” The kids race each other and Thane asks me, “What did you bring for lunch?”
“Shit, I totally forgot it in my car.”
“Damn, that sucks.”
“I know, oh well.”
“I’ll split mine with you,” he tells me and wraps his fingers around mine, holding my hand tightly. I look down at our hands, loving the feeling of his hand around mine. It feels so good. And considering I’m not sure where we stand, I need this.
“Where are we going for dinner?” I ask him, and he gnaws his bottom lip, pondering my question.
“I thought you had to see if your mother-in-law could watch Braxley?”
“She will,” I tell him.
“Okay, then where do you want to go?”
“I don’t care.”
“What’s your favorite kind of food?” he asks me.
“I love pho.”
“What in the world is that?” he gives me a gross look, and he doesn’t even know what it is. I laugh so hard at his expression that I have to stop walking.
“It’s Vietnamese noodle soup.”
“No way, I’m not taking you out for soup.”
“Fine, but I’m telling you, don’t knock it until you try it.”
When we reach the pavilion, the class is all scattered, eating lunch everywhere, and we sit down next to the boys. The warm sun against my skin feels so good. The weather just keeps getting better and better.
“Where’s your lunch, Mommy?” Braxley asks me.
“I forgot it in my car, so Thane is going to share with me.”
“That’s nice, you can have my apple too,” he passes me the fruit, and I politely decline it, wanting him to get a full meal in his tummy.
“You eat it.”
He shrugs his shoulders, and Thane hands me half his sandwich. “Thanks,” I tell him.
I catch Thane stealing one of Jack’s Cheetos out of the corner of my eye. Thane winks at me, and I smirk at him. The kids are all talking, and Thane takes the opportunity to keep stealing more food, but Jack catches him and says, “Dad, those are mine.”
