heart strings

chapter 7

Mark's POV

I yawned and looked over at Jack. He wasn't there. Where was he?

I heard a clatter of plates being shuffled around. I also smelled pancakes.

I grinned.

I got up and wandered down stairs. I walked over to Jack, cooking pankcakes on the stove. I hugged him around his waist.

"What's cookin' good looking?" I asked him playfully.

He turned red. "Making a good first day of school breakfast."

I turned around and looked at Trina.

"How are we doing T?"

She paused eating her pancakes. "I'm pretty nervous."

"3rd grade is a pretty big deal." I ruffled her hair.

"Stoooop dad, you'll mess it up!"

I laughed. "Whoops, sorry hon."

Jack slid a plate of pancakes in front of me.

"Eat up."

I pecked him on the forhead. "Thanks babe."

Trina made a face. "Ewww, you guys are going to make me barf."

Jack and I laughed.

We ate our pancakes together, as a family. It was nice, I never felt so happy before.

We then rushed around and got ready to leave.

We all hopped in the car and drove off.

"I hope the teachers are nice and don't give a lot of homework."

Jack laughed. "I'm sure you'll get some homework baby, it's necessary."

"What if I can't do it?" she whined.

"Well we can help you whenever you need it T."

Trina paused.

"That's very nice of you daddy."

I smiled. "Anytime T."

Jack's POV

"Oh, we're here Trina." Mark said.

He parked the car and I opened the door for Trina.

She jumped out, clearly very excited.

We walked her up to the door, Mark holding one of her hands and I holding the the other.

Trina hugged both of our legs. "Wish me luck!" she said

I kissed her on top of her head.

"Irish luck." I said

Mark gave her a hug. "We wil be back to pick you up at 2:15, ok T?"

She smiled. "Ok, see you later dad and dad."

We all laughed.

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When Mark and I got back home, he went upstairs to do some recording and I sat down at the computer the living room to do some editing.

Not shortly thereafter, the phone rang.

"I'll get it babe!" I called.

I walked over to the phone.

Hmm. It wasn't any number I recognized. I answered it.

"Hello, this is Sean Mcloughlin speaking."

"Hey Sean! This is Malcomb, your brother? Sorry I haven't talked to you in over 15 years!"

I stood there in utter silence.