Olympus Drive Book 5: Situation Normal

Chapter 59

Anna

"Remind me why I'm driving you around to get ice cream at four thirty in the morning?"

"Because you love me," I say, socking Zephyr in the arm. Why is he driving? Because I'm drinking because my daughter got raped, at school, and didn't tell me for three months. I am not blaming her for not telling me. I'm freaking the fuck out. I'm fucking glad her dad is an actual animal and just straight up murdered that sick fuck on zero evidence what so ever. I love him so fucking much.

"Yeah, you love us," Morgan says, punching his other shoulder, she got unicorn pink and blue ice cream.

"I don't think that's it," Zephyr got plain vanilla. I think he only eats white food, but I haven't proven that.

"Thank you Zeph," Alice says. She got chocolate chip mint ice cream. It's her favorite. After we all talked she didn't want to go to sleep so I said 'why don't we go get ice cream' and she said yes and I woke Zephyr up. He really hates us.

"Don't mention it, like I actually I don't like human interactions, so don't mention it," Zephyr says, flatly.

"Where's dad?" Morgan asks. Thyme is not her dad. That has never bothered him or her in the slightest.

"I don't know. A few hours ago he was sending me pictures of a puppy covered in blood, saying 'do you think the kids would like this one?' and then he said he was gonna go beat up Than," I say.

"Nobody's allowed to beat up Than; he's my apprentice gay goth child," Zephyr scoffs.

"I think he's kidding, he doesn't usually tell me before he actually murders people because, liability," I say.

Zephyr nods, shrugging a little.

"Can I see the dog?" Alice asks.

"Sure---here's a picture with less carnage---" I find a suitable one and show it to her.

"Aw, it's cute," she says.

"Yes, we can have it," I say, as both the girls look at me. I've never said no to a dog their dad dragged home. I've never said no to their dad either and that's a problem too. Anyway. We have seven dogs (now eight) and three kids. It'll probably be like, at least five kids by the time this stupid trial is over. Maybe more, I don't know, Dara said it could go on a while also we already have one set of twins. We got Alice the last time he was back for a long period because he got hurt pretty bad and Dara ordered him recuperate and anyway yeah.

"Do you think there is some monster out there—like that we're supposed to be looking for? Do you think it's real?" Morgan asks.

"I highly doubt it," I say, eating my ice cream. Pistachio. It's the weirdest flavor, I love it. What ice cream place is open at four am you ask? Glad you should ask, it seems this one ice cream hut which is my favorite, is grateful for the fact that when fire ravaged half this block, along with a nuclear missile, it remained unharmed. Also Dara's favorite. Anyway. They give us ice cream whenever. Winfell Swirl doesn't even charge us anymore. They're just glad they're alive. That's true of a lot of restaurants. Maybe we're jerks. I don't know.

"Angelica texted me earlier. She says she wants me to be surveillance back up. She thinks I know what that means," Alice says.

"Do you ?" I ask.

She shakes her head no.

"Oh---um—she probably wants you to watch Dara's satellite feed—what? Why are you all looking at me? I do everything I possibly can not to be involved and I still knows these things and it hurts me more than it hurts you," Zephyr says.

"Well, where are we supposed to be?" Morgan asks.

"Your---I don't know how the fuck he's related to you I give the fuck up----the big house on Olympus Drive. The basement that is flooded on a periodic basis? Dara set up her control center there. Got satellites set up, everything, how do you think she collaborates with your-----disaster? ---partner?--Boyfriend?"