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I brought breakfast to their room later. Slate was lounging beside her on the bed, channel surfing the flat screen television mounted on the opposite wall. At least she would be able to watch movies and stuff while confined to her bed. Her iPad was on the bedside table for reading and internet surfing. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be too bad.
“I’m going to start some laundry and then take Bryce and run to the store, if that’s okay,” I said to them. “I need to get some stuff for me this week.”
“Sure,” Mom said. “You don’t have to take Bryce though. He’ll be fine here with us.”
“I kind of wanted to,” I replied. “He’s good company.”
“Okay then, Lindsey. Be careful.”
“Always, Mom.”
I fed Bryce his lunch and then got him bundled up. We headed out. I stopped at the grocery, then the pharmacy and then treated him to a stop at ‘Toys’R’Us’. He was reaching for practically everything he set his eyes upon as we walked through each and every aisle.
I finally bought him a stuffed turtle whose head would retract into his shell when you pressed a button underneath, and reluctantly gave in to his whining and pointing when he saw a toy gun. It was a plastic gun that made a ‘popping’ sound when the trigger was pulled.
That apple hasn’t fallen far from the tree I thought, as he giggled with delight clutching the gun to his chest instead of the stuffed turtle.
I was fastening Bryce into his car seat when my cell phone rang. My heart did a little flutter thinking it was Taz. I felt disappointed when I saw it was Darcy.
“Hey Darce,” I greeted.
“Hey yourself,” she said. “I’m ho-o-omme!”
“So you are,” I said. “I suppose you are booked all weekend with your G-Man though.”
“Yeah right,” she scoffed. “He’s tied up all day today doing some sort of ‘counter-terrorist’ simulation that was announced last minute. We won’t be able to get together until tomorrow."
“That blows,” I said, getting into the driver’s side and fastening my seat belt.
“So? Wanna go out clubbing later?”
“Taz is supposed to call me when he gets back from Quantico this afternoon. He wanted to spend some time together. He is leaving on some mission Tuesday so it will be our last chance to hang out.”
“It’s like after two now. You haven’t heard from him yet?”
“Nope,” I replied, feeling a hint of irritation myself.
“So how long do you intend to wait for his booty call before you decide to salvage the rest of the day?”
“It’s not a booty call,” I halfway snapped.
“Really?” she said, drawing the word out as if she found it hard to believe.
“I’m on my period,” I retorted, getting a tad short with her.
“Oh, then perhaps booty call was the wrong terminology. Perhaps I should have referred to it as his ‘blow job’ call under the circumstances.”
If I hadn’t already felt a bit irritated about it anyway, I would have laughed at Darcy’s banter. The fact was it shouldn’t have taken all of this time for Taz to drop some freaking key off at the lab and get back to Falls Church. This would be my last opportunity to get out for an evening in a while anyway.”
“Tell you what, Darce. If I don’t hear from him in the next couple of hours, let’s make plans.”
“Sounds good,” she said. “Call me one way or the other?”
“Sure will,” I said, starting the car and heading home.
When I got back to the house, I changed Bryce’s diaper. He had managed a shit explosion of major proportions. I ran out of baby wipes after using the last in the container. This was going to require a wet wash cloth.
I was changing him in his crib so I raised the rail up putting a blanket over his wee-wee so he wouldn’t pee all over himself while I went to the bathroom to get one. I had learned that lesson the hard way.
