Home Is Ours ('Home Is' Book Three - Daryl Dixon)

Chapter 6 - Communication (Disq)

DARYL

"....then her diaper just exploded all over me"  Aaron beamed like a proud fool, and went back to pounding nails.

Yeah, I know what a proud fool looks like. Cos I see him in the mirror almost every day, gazin right back at me  😋

We're into our sixth week at the bridge site. And it's been a long hard slog, I can tell yers.

Spend my days working here or at the logging camp. It's not far outside the winery walls. About three to four miles upriver maybe?

My good idea this time. Cos I remembered all them acres of White Oaks growin there. Their timber is hardy and doesn't need to be treated or nuthin.

And now, I also know. Exactly what the fuck a bush mill is. It's brilliant and has saved us from a shitload of back-breaking manual saw work.

Had myself another smart reason for suggesting that particular spot, though. Whenever I'm rostered there for a couple of days?

Nate brings my little Champ out on her quad. Stays for the night so we can catch up on some precious family time.

The main campsite just ain't safe enough to do that. Not with Alfie toddlin about everywhere now and gettin hisself into all sorts of Dixon mischief.

We got ourselves a bit more work to do here, then the job's done. Just in time too. As the coffer dam is on its last legs, thanks to the river swelling from all the spring runoff.

I glance over at the marker on the riverbank to see how much it's risen overnight. That's when I spy my woman.

Nearly swallow the nails gripped between my teeth....when my mouth splits into a huge beam.

Wasn't expecting her here is all, as she's been flat out herself. Finishing up with the windmill at Hilltop. Arranging stuff for this build, along with everything else she takes on.

But most of all? Loving our boy for the both of us.

It's been a week since I saw them last....and I've pined for them somethin awful bad. Aaron is missing his Gracie big-time too.

Watched as she finished yakkin with Rick and Jorge, who must've come with her. Then she started climbing her way up the bridge.

I go back to my own hammering. While listening to Aaron's happy chatter about the 'maybe not so much'  joys of being a father.

"Good times, huh? Wait until yer get yerself a boy. Keep yer mouth closed while yer changin him. That's all I got to say on that "  His grin turned into somethin like a grimace of horror, once he cottoned on to my meaning.

"From what yer been tellin me, though....sounds like yer still enjoying it? Raising her on yer own and all, should be hell proud of yerself man. Doubt I could do it."

"You could and would but I'll pray you'll never have to. Daryl, there's something I've been meaning to tell you. About myself and....Henry! "

Don't answer. Just leap to my feet and start stridin towards the camp end of the bridge. Watching as Carol and Ezekiel's youngster picked himself up. From where Justin had just shoved him on his ass.

Using that stick of his? He swiftly returned the favour with a pretty slick move and laid that bullying turd out flat.

Nice one  😏

"Hey, asshole!  The kid's just doin his job. Get yerself back to work"  I yanked that big, dumb prick around and he shoved me off.

Can't believe he's actually makin to lay the boy out again? Nate got to Henry before Justin could and tugged him in protectively behind her, knife at the ready.