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“Who’s Josie?” Coast asked, interest piqued.
“No one you will ever put your manwhore hands on,” Rynn shot back. “Unless you want your balls to end up in a preservation jar on display for next Halloween.
Rynn told me that she actually had this hope that Josie and the neighbor dude she had some sort of complicated relationship with—the details of which she would not tell me, citing ‘girl code’—might work things out.
Which was an oddly romantic sentiment for Rynn.
But, then again, this was a woman who could wax poetic about how amazing Gomez and Morticia’s relationship was. So maybe it was wrong to think she wasn’t romantic, just that she had never seen herself finding that sort of relationship.
“Ugh, damnit. Is Ama here?” she asked. “Ama!” she yelled before anyone could answer her.
A moment later, Ama herself walked out of the front step, holding a pumpkin coffee cup in her hands.
“What’s up?” she asked as Seeley walked out behind her, pressing a kiss to her hair as he did so.
“We need an anatomy lesson here,” Rynn called out. “What is this?” she asked, lifting up a random body part.
Ama made her way out onto the lawn, instructing Rynn, Levee, and Coast as Seeley and I watched on.
“You gotta lock that down,” Seeley said, drinking Ama’s coffee as Rynn used one of the skeleton’s enormous hands to whack Levee on the back of the neck with.
“I plan to,” I agreed. “Seems like I have to let her get through spooky season first, though.”
There was no rush.
I was enjoying the fuck out of every step of this journey.
“Okay, so, tomorrow,” Rynn said several hours later, leaning against my shoulder, completely fucking beat.
They’d gotten a good head start going. It was going to be fucking epic when all the shit arrived to finish it up.
“Let me guess,” I said, leaning my head onto hers. “You have something Halloween-themed planned.”
“Well, I mostly just need pumpkins. Like an inordinate amount of pumpkins. Like whatever you are thinking, multiply it by ten.”
“That’s… a lot of pumpkins,” I said, nodding.
“We won’t be able to get themallin one day. But we can get started tomorrow. Oh! And gourds. I always loved those stupid, pimply things. My uncle would order one for me with his groceries every year, and I would keep it with me until it started to cave in on itself and mold. Then my mom would toss it away. But I want those.”
“Let me guess. Ten times what I am thinking,” I said, smiling because it was impossible not to get caught up in her enthusiasm for the season.
“Maybe fifteen.”
“I wonder if Teddy has a pick-up truck in his fleet…”
Cato - 1 year
I had a ring in one pocket and keys in another.
It was a big fucking day.
Full of changes.
The good kind.
The kind we’d been working toward for a year now, tripping toward forever on graceless feet because it was new to both of us.
“Um… yeah, I’m still not exercising for you,” Rynn declared, arms crossed, squinting down at the kayak.
