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Chapter 30
Faye
Text me when you’re up. I took the boys out to do some exploring. xoxo, Faye
I leave the note on Thane’s nightstand, and then the boys and I sneak out of the hotel room, leaving Thane sleeping peacefully.
“Where are we going?” Jack asks me.
“Where do you want to go?”
“I’m hungry,” Braxley says as we walk down the hallway together.
“Then we’ll eat first.” Both of them seem excited to get out and explore.
Once we’re in the elevator, I say to the boys, “There’s another reason I wanted you guys to come with me this morning.”
“What’s that?” Jack asks.
“What do you think would be a good gift to buy for Thane?”
“We could get him a Lego set,” Jack says.
“Or a new stuffed animal,” Braxley adds.
“Not gifts for you guys, for him. Did he say anything to either of you that he wanted yesterday?”
Both shake their heads, and the elevator doors open allowing us to walk into the lobby of the hotel. Immediately the scent of coffee invades my nose. We get in line at the coffee shop, and I ask them, “What do you guys want?” and they ogle the case of pastries.
“I wanna Mickey donut,” Jack says.
“Yeah, me too!”
I order my usual coffee and the boys each a donut and milk. I consider getting Thane his Chai Tea Latte, but I pass since I have no clue where we are headed or when we’ll be back to the room.
The girl hands the boys their donuts and milk, and I tell them, “Pick a table to sit at.” And they run off sitting by a huge window, that overlooks the outside. I love how close they are; they really are like brothers. I hope that if Thane and I ever break up, the boys can remain friends. I’d hate to break them apart. I know when Thane and I split before after we’d first gotten together, it was hard on Braxley and I’m sure Jack felt the same way.
After I add cream and sugar to my coffee, I sit down with them, and both have chocolate smeared across their little faces. “You guys enjoying your breakfast?”
“Uh huh,” Jack says.
“Hey, Mom, what’s that guy doing outside?” Braxley asks me.
And I peek over his shoulder at an older gentleman who is setting up some sort of a cart outside of the hotel. We watch him for a few moments, pop up a huge red umbrella, and then display an array of pictures. “I think he’s a caricaturist.”
“What’s that?”
“He draws pictures of people and makes them look funny.”
“That’s what we should get Dad,” Jack says.
“You think he’d like it?”
“Uh huh, especially if it made him laugh. He never used to laugh much before you.”
“Well then, we must get it done,” I tell him and I can’t envision Thane not being happy, but I guess before he and I met, he was in a dark place a lot like I was. A single father—going through a divorce—alone. “So, what do you think, should we do it?” I ask Jack, and he says, “Yes!”
Once they are finished eating, I know this is the right gift to get him, as there wasn’t a single thing he wanted or seemed interested in yesterday. Jack and Braxley hop out of their chairs. “Throw your milk away,” I tell them and they listen, then I follow them outside the hotel. They run up to the guy, and I’m not far behind them.
