The Dysfunction Of Evan: Books 1-3 Collection

63. Thrity-five And Holding

I stretched out with a yawn. It took me a moment to realize that something was off. The house was way too quiet. I looked at the alarm clock, it was nearly ten in the morning. My kids should be wide awake by now. I got out of bed and grabbed a t-shirt from the floor. I pulled it on then grabbed a clean pair of panties from my dresser. I stepped into them and found a pair of shorts to pull on. I opened the bedroom door and stepped into the kitchen. The house was empty, all the lights were off. I looked out to the back yard, it was void of activity. I went back to the bedroom and grabbed my phone. 

"Hello, darling." Tom answered on the third ring. "Lucy, put that back."

"Where are you?" I asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I'm at the grocers." He replied. "Lucy, I said no." 

"You are a very brave man." I said with a smile. 

"Well, we ran out out of milk and a few other things this morning. I didn't want to wake you." 

"Brave and thoughtful. How did I manage to land the perfect husband?" I teased. "When will you guys be back?"

"Shortly. I'm just about done." He said in a harassed tone. 

"Okay. I'm going to wander over to my aunts house." I told him. 

"Alright. I love you." He said. 

"I love you, too." I replied before ending the call. I got up and headed across the street. 

I found my aunt at her usual spot in the kitchen. I greeted her with a hug and sat down. 

"How's work?" She asked. 

"It's going well. Only five weeks left." I told her. "Did Tom tell you about the trial?"

"He did. I wanted to talk to you about going to London to help you with the kids." She said. "You will both need to spend a lot of time focused on legal stuff, not having to worry about arrangements for Lucy and Boyd will help." 

"We were planning on putting them in nursery school when we got back. They should have started last year, but I wanted to keep them home a little longer. The school we are looking at starts at eight and ends at six, and it's walking distance from home." I told her. "It's one of the top twenty schools in London." 

"That'll work, I guess. It doesn't give them much time at home." She smirked. 

"We can adjust the hours. A normal day for them would be nine to three, and till two on Friday's." I told her. "We can drop off early and pick up late." 

"Wouldn't it be easier on you and them if you had help? Who knows how long the trial will go on for." She asked.

"I'll talk to Tom about it." I conceded. Usually, Holly baby-sat for us when we needed him. On their first birthday, we'd asked him to be their Godfather, and he's taken his role very seriously. If he wasn't available, Ben and Sophie stepped in. It was never hard to find a baby sitter, we had plenty of offers. 

"What are your plans for tonight?" She asked, changing the subject. 

"I'm not sure. He mentioned dancing, but I'd rather just stay in." I said. "At work, we go out all the time." 

"Well, you're working with a younger cast, right?"

"Yeah. It's weird, actually." I chuckled." I'm playing a twenty-one year old, and the rest of the cast is around that age. They expect me to keep up with them, and I just can't. All I want to do after work is go home and enjoy the quiet." 

"Enjoy it while you can." My aunt smiled. 

"Oh, I plan too. Especially since Tom is going to Sudan in November for five weeks." I leaned back in my chair.