Before Layton can add on, I heard knocking on the door.
I immediately rushed over to answer the door.. kind of disappointed when it was Mrs. Walters, one of our older neighbors who in her 60s.
"Hi Audrey, I'm here for the wedding dress I ordered for my daughter's wedding last week. Is it ready now?" The older woman asked kindly.
I nodded. "Yeah, I'll be back with it." I promised as I ran upstairs to find it. I scrambled around as I looked for the dress.. practically tossing all of the clothes from all of the drawers everywhere. I couldn't find it anywhere.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but I can't seem to find the dress. But would you like to stay and eat breakfast while I go look for it?" I said to Mrs. Walters as I came back downstairs. She nodded, giving a curt nod to Blake and Layton as she sat across from them.
"It's nice to see you back young man! It's such a relief to see our country being served by strong young men like you."
"Daddy's a hero!" Blake smiled as he hugged Layton, taking his navy hat and putting it on himself.
Mrs. Walters smiled warmly at Blake.
"Your child is growing up to be such a sweet little boy."Layton returned the smile. "He sure is." He said as he ruffled Blake's hair.
I started pouring some coffee for myself as soon as I came back stairs when I finally found the dress.
"So, how is Lucy doing?" Layton asked, as he sliced a piece of pancake with his butter knife and ate it.
"She's doing wonderful! My girl's really excited to marry Larry. But I don't think she's old enough to be getting married. People always tell me, 'She's a woman, Carol. She's no girl.' But the thing is, once you have children they'll always be a kid in your eyes... In their 20s, 30s, heck, even 40s!"
I just listened as I stirred my coffee.
"Guess what Layton? She's even thinking about having a damn kid! Can you believe it? A kid having another kid?"
Layton laughed out loud.
"She's 27 years old Carol, just an year older than me. She's not really a kid anymore."
Carol chuckled gently and rolled her eyes a bit."They all say the same thing.. but to me she's still the same fetus I gave birth to 27 years ago."
"So, what are they planning to name the baby?"
"Blake?" Blake inquired.
Mrs. Walters let out a loud laugh that startled me. "No dear. That's a very sweet name though. If it's a girl, she's thinking of naming her Lily. If it's a boy, she's thinking of naming him Isaac."
I ended up spilling the coffee all over the table. Mrs. Walters gasped and Blake giggled.
"I'm sorry dear, was it something I said?" She asked concerned.
"Not at all." Layton responded for me.
"She's just.. distracted. She knows an Isaac." He winked.
"Oh do you, Audrey?" She flashed a teasing smile.
"Uh yeah." I played with my fingers. I probably would've punched Layton or something if it weren't for Blake being here.
"Yeah, it's just some friend I guess."
"Are you sure, sweetheart? You seemed to get all flustered at the mention of the name."
I chuckled weakly. "Yeah... So um do you want the dress?" I asked.
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Isaac Robinson (Currently Being Edited)
Teen FictionThey say life is precious, but teenager Isaac Robinson disagrees. For the past 7 years Isaac Robinson has gone through hell and back, he witnessed his own mother get killed by his abusive father. After that, he was sent to several foster homes, no...