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“Tomorrow we’ll drive by each one of their houses so you can wave at them and check on them,” I said. “I’ll drive you anywhere you want to go, baby.”
She smiled at me then, practically beaming. “I’d like that, Kettle.”
I tilted my head so I could place a kiss to her cheek. “And we’ll take the fire truck with us. We’ll honk to make them come outside.”
She threw her head back and laughed. “They’ll love that.”
And they did. Each and every student who saw us that day had a huge smile on their face. But it wasn’t because they got honked at with the air horn on the fire truck. It was because they saw my wife, the teacher who missed the holy hell out of them.
Book:Halligan to my Axe
CHAPTER 9
Don’t feel so special. My ex fucks everyone.
Janie’s secret thoughts
JANIE
“What are you doing?” Rafe asked as he peered over my shoulder.
“Coloring,” I answered, picking up the pink marker and starting to color in the swirls.
“Coloring what?” he asked, face closer.
“Coloring a coloring page in an author’s reader group that I follow,” I answered, concentrating hard.
“What does that say?” he picked up the orange.
“It says ‘Covid-19 is a C*nt,” I showed him the page.
His lips twitched.
“What’s it even matter to you?” he asked. “You literally go like four places. Our house. The corner store to get Snickers bars, your dad’s place, and my office.”
I looked over at him with a sneer.
“It bothers me because now that I can’t, I want to,” I said. “I just really fuckin’ want to go eat chips and queso.”
He threw an arm around my shoulders and tugged me to him.
“Hopefully it won’t be much longer,” he said as he heard our kids start screaming from the other room. “Not it.”
I punched him in the nipple and got up, walking to the room where my daughter had apparently decided it was open season on her little brother.
“Hey,” I said as I walked into the room. “Knock it off.”
My daughter, so much like me, gave me the middle finger.
“Hey! If you keep that up, I’m gonna tell Grandpa!” I pointed my finger, though not the one she’d pointed at me, back at her.
She gave me a roll of her eyes and went back to tossing her blocks at her baby brother.
I picked her up and carried her to her father, dropping her into Rafe’s lap, and walked away. “Deal with that while I go to the bathroom.”
When I got back from the bathroom it was to find my daughter not only being really quiet, but Rafe being quiet as well.
When I got a good look at why they were being quiet, I started to laugh.
