WG short stories

A Large and Happy Life

Travis opened the door, out of breath from the stairs, "Honey... I'm.... home!"

I laughed and said, "In the kitchen love!"

Scarlette and Freddie ran over and said, "You're under arrest!"

Travis cried, "You'll never take me alive!"

Freddie and Scarlette ran around laughing while Travis walked after them. After a while he sauntered into the kitchen and out of breath kissed me. He stood there, panting for a while as I continued to cook. After a long time he finally stopped breathing heavily, wiped his sweat and smiled.He wrapped his arms around me, "Hi beautiful."

I turned and kissed him and he panted softly, "Work was such a b-i-t-c-h today, I'm so stressed. Where's my leftover wings?"

I frowned, "You finished them last night after Peaky Blinders?"

Travis scratched his beard, "Oh. I did?"

I nodded, "Yes."

His stomach grumbled, "Oh what about my KFC?"

I sighed, "You ate that too."

Travis mumbled, "Oh."

I smiled and kissed his cheek, "But I made some Mac and cheese for Scar and Fred who didn't want it, you can have it!"

Travis grinned, "That's my girl."

I said, "There's a lot in there, you don't have to eat it all!"

Travis with his mouth full said, "It's my pre-dinner snack snack, I'm hungry."

I rolled my eyes and he swatted my butt. He grabbed the big bowl and plopped down on the couch and the kids swarmed him. He placed the Mac and cheese on his belly and ate while telling them a story.

"And that was when your mom and I got lost in Cancun!"

I walk over and sit next to him, putting Freddie on my lap, "Oh God, leave out the inappropriate bits please."

Travis smirked, "Always."

Scarlette said, "Mommy! Photos time."

I giggle and pick up the large scrapbook. We always show them photos of Travis and I while we tell stories. I show them Cancun photos and then I find a picture when I was carrying Scarlette.

"And here, Scarlette, is when I was pregnant with you!"

I look fondly at the photo of Travis and I on a metro, him holding my stomach and me laughing up into his face. We were so happy, we are so happy.

Freddie looked at me weirdly, "Mommy? Is daddy pregnant?"

I burst out laughing, "Freddie, no, silly! Boys can't get pregnant."

Travis looked appalled, "Freddie why did you think that?"

Freddie shrugged and tapped his father's sizable gut, "He looks like you in the photo."

Travis turned white and slowly chewed the Mac and cheese. I was full term about to burst in the photo and honestly my belly looks ten times smaller than Travis now.

I smile uneasily, "Your father isn't pregnant, he's just... well fed?"

Scarlette said, "Am I well fed?"

I laugh, "Yes."

I tell them a few more stories while Travis silently eats and then I take them upstairs to do homework. I come down and Travis is standing in the kitchen, eating ice cream out of the tub and drinking a beer.