GoodReadEverett couldn't bring himself to think too deeply about the years Dorothy had spent raising their two kids alone. It must have been a Herculean task.
"I'm fine. My hands are cold because you've infuriated me." If he could spew nonsense, so could she! Everett just chuckled. As long as he could hold her hand again, she could say whatever she wanted.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter finally finishing their grocery shopping and stepping out of the supermarket, Dorothy swiftly withdrew her hand and hopped into the backseat of the car.
She was determined to avoid any excuse for Everett to have her sit shotgun! Once everything was stowed away, Everett got into the car without comment on her choice of seats and drove off toward Bay Residence.
Langston had been waiting for ages, almost ready to sit at the dining table with knife and fork in hand! At last, the sound of the door code being entered echoed, and he dashed to the entrance, "You're finally back...huh?" Langston paused as he saw not only Everett but Dorothy too.
The three of them stood in the foyer, silent, each lost in their own thoughts.
Everett was the first to break the silence with a smile, tousling his son's hair. "I'm off to cook. Langston, be a good host to our guest, will you?" Langston gave an awkward thumbs-up.
Only after Everett disappeared into the kitchen did Dorothy pull her son aside and whispered urgently, "Did you tell him something?" "No, nothing!" "Then why did he invite me here after our fake fight last time?" Dorothy was no fool; she sensed something was up.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLangston licked his lips, and suddenly, a spark of insight dawned upon him.
“That's right! After you left last time, he gave me a lecture! He said you were his favorite person, urging me to get along with you!" Dorothy was dumbfounded.
"Mom, just sit for a bit! I'l go help in the kitchen!" With that, Langston darted off.
He dared not stay any longer; a few more questions and he'd surely spill the beans.
Sneaking into the kitchen, Langston made sure to close the door behind him, his tone laced with complaint. "Why'd you bring my mom here again? Now she’s suspecting that | told you something!" "Don't worry. Just deny everything, and she can't pin anything on you." Langston pouted, "Didn't you say kids shouldn't lie all the time?" Everett dried his hands and lifted his son into a hug.
"If I don't bring her back, she'll end up with your Uncle Kenneth!" How could he allow that? It was no secret that Kenneth had his sights set on Dorothy.
Langston pondered for a moment before it clicked, "Oh! | get it! Kenneth is your rival, right? You're afraid he'll steal Mom away, and then you'll have no wife!" "My boy's the smartest.” Everett's lips curled up, liking the sound of the word 'wife". "Langston, do you know where your sister is now?" "No clue. I've been abroad all this time. Aunt Karen's been looking after her. Mom said we look too much alike, and she was afraid someone would take me, so she didn't let me stay in the country." "Do you miss your sister?" "Of course!" Langston's enthusiasm bubbled over at the mention of his sister, "She's a bit like Mom, kinda ditzy, but super cute! And she loves sweets!" Loves sweets? Everett's mind flashed to the little girl he had encountered in Everglow City. The resemblance was sudden and startling.
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