flops. “I’m ready to go now, Daddy.” Heidi Jo says in a small, sad voice. She isn’t pouty, but simply sad.
I let Momma know we’re goin’ out for ice cream, then walk Heidi Jo out to my truck. We drive to the ice cream shop in silence, which is unlike Heidi Jo, because the girl never shuts up.
We share a bowl of rocky rode ice cream, but Heidi Jo’s spirits still ain’t lifted. My little girl is shatterin’ my already broken heart. As we drive home, I look in my rear view mirror and see that she still looks sad, so I take a little detour. We pull into the driveway, and I open the door, to get Heidi Jo from the back seat.
“You brought the picture you made for Carly Jo, right?”
Givin’ me a puzzled look, she looks around me to see that we ain’t home, but we’re at Carly Jo’s house. She grabs the picture then jumps into my arms. I set her down on the ground, straightenin’ her tutu for her.
“Now listen, you go on up there, ring the doorbell and give her this picture. But we can’t stay, ‘kay?” She just smiles and nods, as she turns on her heels, and races toward the front porch. I lean against the door of the truck, and wait for her.
She rings the door bell, then glances back at me with a light smile, as she shifts her weight from side to side. As the door opens, Heidi Jo jumps into Carly Jo’s arms and shrills, “Carly Jo, I missed you!”
Carly Jo braces herself from Heidi Jo’s weight and laughs. She sets Heidi Jo down, and Heidi Jo gives her the picture she drew for her. They talk for a minute, then Heidi Jo hugs Carly Jo tight around her waist, before she comes bouncin’ down the sidewalk, back to the truck.
I fasten her into her seat belt tight. Just as I climb behind the wheel of my truck, I hear Carly Jo callin’ my name. I look up to see her on the front porch. She waves and smiles before she says, “Thank you!” With a wink, I return the smile and back out of her driveway. A tiny little piece of my shattered heart fell into place with just glance at her smile.
“Baby girl, did seein’ Carly Jo make your night?”
“Yes Daddy, thank you so much.”
“Heidi Jo, why were you so sad about not gettin’ to see her tonight?” Heidi Jo falls silent. I look back in my rear view mirror and see that she is ponderin’ on what response to give. “Never mind, baby girl. You don’t have to talk about it right now if you don’t want to. Daddy loves you, Heidi Jo.”
Heidi Jo smiles back at me and says in her cute, squeaky little voice, “I love you too, Daddy.” Okay, two pieces of my shattered heart have fallen back into place.
Chapter 13
Carly
A loud piercing noise begins to stab my ear drums, waking me from my sleep. I press the pillow to my face, trying to drown out the noise. The piercing beep continues strongly, and I give up. Raising my weary head from the bed, I find the source of the noise, my cell phone, and embed it into the side of the wall. The beeping ceases, as I roll over, and try to fall back into a deep slumber.
Five minutes later, the piercing noise is back. Slinging the blanket back, I jump out of the bed, stomping over to grab my phone to see what the hell is going on. Ahhh, the alarm. Stretching my arms above my head, I groan deep like a zombie, as I trudge toward the bathroom, to get ready for work. After the unveiling of secrets, and the events of the last week, my mood is less than pleasant. But as CEO ,I can only revolt for so long, without causing a stir at Simon Energy.
After a quick, hot shower, I tousle my hair lightly with my fingers, letting my curls fall naturally down my back. I swipe some mascara across my eye lashes. I pull on some dark jeans, a cami and a flannel, then rush downtairs and into the kitchen to start the Keurig. It’s gonna take a lot of caffeine to get me through this day. I gather my messenger bag, and find my boots, just as the smell of coffee envelops my senses. I fill my travel mug to the brim, then
I let Momma know we’re goin’ out for ice cream, then walk Heidi Jo out to my truck. We drive to the ice cream shop in silence, which is unlike Heidi Jo, because the girl never shuts up.
We share a bowl of rocky rode ice cream, but Heidi Jo’s spirits still ain’t lifted. My little girl is shatterin’ my already broken heart. As we drive home, I look in my rear view mirror and see that she still looks sad, so I take a little detour. We pull into the driveway, and I open the door, to get Heidi Jo from the back seat.
“You brought the picture you made for Carly Jo, right?”
Givin’ me a puzzled look, she looks around me to see that we ain’t home, but we’re at Carly Jo’s house. She grabs the picture then jumps into my arms. I set her down on the ground, straightenin’ her tutu for her.
“Now listen, you go on up there, ring the doorbell and give her this picture. But we can’t stay, ‘kay?” She just smiles and nods, as she turns on her heels, and races toward the front porch. I lean against the door of the truck, and wait for her.
She rings the door bell, then glances back at me with a light smile, as she shifts her weight from side to side. As the door opens, Heidi Jo jumps into Carly Jo’s arms and shrills, “Carly Jo, I missed you!”
Carly Jo braces herself from Heidi Jo’s weight and laughs. She sets Heidi Jo down, and Heidi Jo gives her the picture she drew for her. They talk for a minute, then Heidi Jo hugs Carly Jo tight around her waist, before she comes bouncin’ down the sidewalk, back to the truck.
I fasten her into her seat belt tight. Just as I climb behind the wheel of my truck, I hear Carly Jo callin’ my name. I look up to see her on the front porch. She waves and smiles before she says, “Thank you!” With a wink, I return the smile and back out of her driveway. A tiny little piece of my shattered heart fell into place with just glance at her smile.
“Baby girl, did seein’ Carly Jo make your night?”
“Yes Daddy, thank you so much.”
“Heidi Jo, why were you so sad about not gettin’ to see her tonight?” Heidi Jo falls silent. I look back in my rear view mirror and see that she is ponderin’ on what response to give. “Never mind, baby girl. You don’t have to talk about it right now if you don’t want to. Daddy loves you, Heidi Jo.”
Heidi Jo smiles back at me and says in her cute, squeaky little voice, “I love you too, Daddy.” Okay, two pieces of my shattered heart have fallen back into place.
Chapter 13
Carly
A loud piercing noise begins to stab my ear drums, waking me from my sleep. I press the pillow to my face, trying to drown out the noise. The piercing beep continues strongly, and I give up. Raising my weary head from the bed, I find the source of the noise, my cell phone, and embed it into the side of the wall. The beeping ceases, as I roll over, and try to fall back into a deep slumber.
Five minutes later, the piercing noise is back. Slinging the blanket back, I jump out of the bed, stomping over to grab my phone to see what the hell is going on. Ahhh, the alarm. Stretching my arms above my head, I groan deep like a zombie, as I trudge toward the bathroom, to get ready for work. After the unveiling of secrets, and the events of the last week, my mood is less than pleasant. But as CEO ,I can only revolt for so long, without causing a stir at Simon Energy.
After a quick, hot shower, I tousle my hair lightly with my fingers, letting my curls fall naturally down my back. I swipe some mascara across my eye lashes. I pull on some dark jeans, a cami and a flannel, then rush downtairs and into the kitchen to start the Keurig. It’s gonna take a lot of caffeine to get me through this day. I gather my messenger bag, and find my boots, just as the smell of coffee envelops my senses. I fill my travel mug to the brim, then
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