Vivian
“After all, he knew she was moving and she’d washed his sink full of dishes.
The thought made her chuckle as he walked through the front door.
With a grand sweeping look he said, “It’s a shame to give up this place. It’s nice.”
“Thousand times better than the dump we lived in on the edge of town. But the old house will be nice too—for now.”
The girls ran off to play with a warning from Clayton, “One hour. I have school tomorrow and you start the new daycare.”
That was met with screams of anticipation rather than the grunts she’d expected on the hour time frame.
“And I still have lesson plans to write,” he muttered.
“I thought you were going to do that today.”
Clayton shrugged. “Dorothy’s phone call kinda threw me off my game. Not kinda,” he reconsidered. “It did. It’s been a few weeks since I was immobile and unable to do anything.”
Vivian realized she really hadn’t had too many of those days. The ones she’d had weren’t because Adam was gone.
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