Page 54 of Falling into a Second Chance

“Agatha! You have a kid now,” Sera yelled from the kitchen as Agatha sat up.

“Just reminding them that I know a lot of dirt about them also. Things that they may not want the world to know,” Agatha told her mom.

“Okay, everybody back to eating. Agatha, no fighting. Chris, watch her; she’s a loose cannon sometimes.” Sera scolded her.

“A Grand Cannon?” Buzz asked the crowd. A mixture of laughs and groans responded.

“Buzz, leave Lucy Maud alone.” Sera followed the others into the kitchen again.

Agatha lay on the floor, just looking at the ceiling. Chris would’ve been worried about her if she hadn’t been smiling.

“Is Kaine your mom’s brother?” Chris asked, reaching out a hand to help her up.

“Yes. They’ve never been close, though.” She ignored the hand and stayed on the floor. “She is still quick. Always was quicker than the twins.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t fight with her,” he suggested.

“I like to remind them they were once kids and to not be so serious.”

“You’re going to get hurt.”

“I always do; they don’t hold back. I might have a concussion,” she admitted with a grin.

Reaching down, he just grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet. Instantly, he checked her eyes to see if she did have a concussion. She hadn’t been hit hard, he checked anyway. As he did that, she rubbed her head. Once he was sure she was fine, they went into the kitchen. Seeing this new version of Agatha was unusual. It was a side he hadn’t really seen over the last weeks.

During the meal, nobody said anything about what happened in the living room. Conversation circled around the babies already born and those yet to come.

Chris couldn’t get over how different the meal was from the somber meals at his mother’s house, a place where the china and crystal was always used. His siblings mostly just ate and didn’t say much. After eating with the Lovelys, he didn’t know how he was going to go back to that type of dining experience. Not after this one.

As the meal came to a close, Agatha decided that Poppy should go home, declaring that the day was too much for the baby, who, for her part, started rubbing her eyes, as if her mom told her to do it.

After saying goodbye and heading down the street, he was relieved that it was over. Now he had met her family and learned a lot about Agatha. Nothing about her surprised him anymore. She was unique and more different than he had ever suspected when they met, but everything made him like her even more.

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