finding something sweet and encouraging to say , making me feel like I could accomplish anything. Now that there was one hell of a man. And always respectful. Loved Morgan for that. Just hated how I didn’t know what he looked like. Probably best.
I want to meet you.
Steve’s words played in my head. Steve, Steve, stupid , Steve. There for only two weeks and making that kind of move. And oh, the way Morgan came unglued when I’d told him S t evo inboxed that to me ! Even confronted him in the main group. Like a K night! Sha ! I really needed to thank him tomorrow. Even though it was way overboard, it was the thought that counted.
Wonder what Mr. Stevie was doing now ? Probably jacking off to some woman’s naked pic. Maybe Sally’s. He seemed to be into her too. Liking all her shit she posted like a little horny puppy. Wonder if he carried on conversations with her in private too? What a player . I needed to talk to the girls about him. See what they thought. Find out who all he was being fresh with. Loi s had the nose of a cyber - hound dog, she could find shit out. And Gloria missed her calling as a detective. And Sheri …well she was an all- around mastermind in general . T hey’d find out .
I smiled, t hank ing God for them. They were road blocks between me and th e cliff that called to me daily. The one th at Thelma and Louise drove right the hell off of.
Chapter Two
I breezed into the kitchen and began chore roll call. “Seth, you’re on dish duty today, get it going.”
“But I thought we were switching?” he yelled from the back of the house.
“Not in the middle of the week, we’re not. Monday.” I poured my second cup of coffee. Breakfast was done . “Everybody get their teeth brushed?”
I listened to their answers, counting heads with each yes. As usual, one missing . “ Trevor ?”
“I am .”
T hat meant he hadn’t but was now. I sighed, spooning creamer into the cup . R eally needed to work with that kid m ore. He was six and behaved like a three year old in his chores. I spooned in sugar , knowing it was my fault. When had I gotten tired of training the kids? The only answer I found was how much easier it was to let the older kids carry the load rather than fight with the little ones .
S tirr ing my brew, I put the spoon in the sink and took a sip. Then another. Ti red of fighting, that’s what I was , that was my problem .
“ Tim, can you help with Abigail’s teeth? Is e verybody still working?”
“Already did,” Tim called.
I headed to inspect , s topping at the first bedroom . I peered in and surveyed the progress. “Just a few more things, you’ re doing good . Don’t forget to tidy the tops of the dressers. ”
Rebekah smiled, proud ly . “Look at my dresser top.”
“Ah yes, very good. You’re awesome!”
I turned and calle d over my shoulder. “ Trevor? Are you done with your teeth yet?”
“ Yeeesss .” His tone droned robotic . If that kid wasn’t so damn cute, I’d ring his neck.
“Come get this closet straightened then little man . And pick up the hallway. That’s the only chores you have, you need to start doing that without being told.”
Trevor drove his car along the wall. “ Kaaaaayyyy .”
I peeked in the living room. “As soon as you’re done in here Tim, start your school, but make sure you do a good job, under the desks, on top, pretend you’re looking with my eyes, you can see as well as I can, so please do it right.”
“Yes mam.”
I needed to remember how cooperative Tim was and reward him. Not even Sam was that good. Course not a surprise I guess for sixteen. I headed to the kitchen. “ Becky , don’t forget the laundry chore when you’re done in the bedroom.”
“I won’t. But mom, can Trevor help with the dirty clothes? ”
“Yes, Trevor, help your sister with the dirty clothes . ”
“But I’m doing my chores!”
“After, I mean.” I sat on the couch and pulled my computer onto my lap and flipped it
I want to meet you.
Steve’s words played in my head. Steve, Steve, stupid , Steve. There for only two weeks and making that kind of move. And oh, the way Morgan came unglued when I’d told him S t evo inboxed that to me ! Even confronted him in the main group. Like a K night! Sha ! I really needed to thank him tomorrow. Even though it was way overboard, it was the thought that counted.
Wonder what Mr. Stevie was doing now ? Probably jacking off to some woman’s naked pic. Maybe Sally’s. He seemed to be into her too. Liking all her shit she posted like a little horny puppy. Wonder if he carried on conversations with her in private too? What a player . I needed to talk to the girls about him. See what they thought. Find out who all he was being fresh with. Loi s had the nose of a cyber - hound dog, she could find shit out. And Gloria missed her calling as a detective. And Sheri …well she was an all- around mastermind in general . T hey’d find out .
I smiled, t hank ing God for them. They were road blocks between me and th e cliff that called to me daily. The one th at Thelma and Louise drove right the hell off of.
Chapter Two
I breezed into the kitchen and began chore roll call. “Seth, you’re on dish duty today, get it going.”
“But I thought we were switching?” he yelled from the back of the house.
“Not in the middle of the week, we’re not. Monday.” I poured my second cup of coffee. Breakfast was done . “Everybody get their teeth brushed?”
I listened to their answers, counting heads with each yes. As usual, one missing . “ Trevor ?”
“I am .”
T hat meant he hadn’t but was now. I sighed, spooning creamer into the cup . R eally needed to work with that kid m ore. He was six and behaved like a three year old in his chores. I spooned in sugar , knowing it was my fault. When had I gotten tired of training the kids? The only answer I found was how much easier it was to let the older kids carry the load rather than fight with the little ones .
S tirr ing my brew, I put the spoon in the sink and took a sip. Then another. Ti red of fighting, that’s what I was , that was my problem .
“ Tim, can you help with Abigail’s teeth? Is e verybody still working?”
“Already did,” Tim called.
I headed to inspect , s topping at the first bedroom . I peered in and surveyed the progress. “Just a few more things, you’ re doing good . Don’t forget to tidy the tops of the dressers. ”
Rebekah smiled, proud ly . “Look at my dresser top.”
“Ah yes, very good. You’re awesome!”
I turned and calle d over my shoulder. “ Trevor? Are you done with your teeth yet?”
“ Yeeesss .” His tone droned robotic . If that kid wasn’t so damn cute, I’d ring his neck.
“Come get this closet straightened then little man . And pick up the hallway. That’s the only chores you have, you need to start doing that without being told.”
Trevor drove his car along the wall. “ Kaaaaayyyy .”
I peeked in the living room. “As soon as you’re done in here Tim, start your school, but make sure you do a good job, under the desks, on top, pretend you’re looking with my eyes, you can see as well as I can, so please do it right.”
“Yes mam.”
I needed to remember how cooperative Tim was and reward him. Not even Sam was that good. Course not a surprise I guess for sixteen. I headed to the kitchen. “ Becky , don’t forget the laundry chore when you’re done in the bedroom.”
“I won’t. But mom, can Trevor help with the dirty clothes? ”
“Yes, Trevor, help your sister with the dirty clothes . ”
“But I’m doing my chores!”
“After, I mean.” I sat on the couch and pulled my computer onto my lap and flipped it
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