Chapter Six: Marie
Next Saturday, I set a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in front of Emily and put a cut up one in front of Ethan. I give both of them a cup of milk and then glance down at my phone.
We have a giant family group chat of all of my family that lives close, all of Danny's family that lives close, and everyone's friends.
Megan sent a text in it.
Megan: whats everyone doing today? We need to have a family get together. I haven't seen some of you in months *cough* Danny *cough*
Hubby: I'm working
Caleb: no you're not, you're texting
Hubby: so? When you're your own boss, you can go on your phone
Beatrice: actually that widow that's giving you five million is your boss
Dad: she's right
Danny sends back an eye roll emoji.
Abby: I'm not doing anything. Addison really wants to see Emily though
Megan: Justin could play with some kids his age. Grace, are the kids sick?
Me: no they're fine
Kyle: dan when are you coming back?
Hubby: soon
Caleb: what's "soon"
Hubby: within the next two weeks
Dad: why are you being so vague
Me: because he's stubborn and wont tell me when hes coming back
Megan: we need to hang out you guys. When is everyone available?
Garret: Abby and I are home with Addi doing nothing. We're available all day and tomorrow
Lucas: Justin is playing alone and Megan is eating ramen and I'm trying to convince her to eat it with hot sauce
Lucas: basically we're available all day and all day tomorrow
Beatrice: same with Caleb and I
Miley: Kyle and the kids and I are good
Me: Dad?
Dad: i'm good with whatever i'm off til' Monday
Beatrice: Grace? Are you able to do stuff today?
Me: yeah
Danny: :(
Abby: if ya wanna penetrate your wife, come home
Me: omg Abby stop
She sends a shrugging emoji and I roll my eyes.
Abby: I'm kidding...so are we hanging out today?
Beatrice: yes. Who's house?
Abby: Grace and Danny's
Kyle: Danny and Grace
Lucas: Grace and Danny
Me: why does everyone pick my house
Abby: because you have a boat and you live on the ocean and your house is big
Me: but what if it's dirty
Miley: bullshit. Send a pic of your kitchen table
I step back.
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Everything Has Changed: Book Four
Teen Fiction"Emmy? Good morning, Beautiful. It's time to wake up." She opens her eyes and sits up, a pout on her face. She blinks a couple of times and rubs her eyes, looking at me. She doesn't say anything for a second, pouting. "It's not even morning Momma."...
