It’s hard to tell from texts, but it feels like his whole mood has changed from earlier. Meeting Tracy today was bizarre and made me think about things I don’t want to think about.
It’s weird being on the outside looking in when I’ve felt so at home with Sutton and Owen from the very beginning. It doesn’t help that Tracy isn’t very likable. Maybe she was having an off day. Every protective instinct in me wanted to keep Owen from feeling the conflict, but it wasn’t my place. I don’t get a say about that little boy when both of his parents are around. But did she not see how her attitude was affecting him this morning?
I’ve gotten attached to Sutton and Owen way too fast. I love that little boy so much already, but I’m not his mom.
I’m not permanent.
This could really break my heart.
I finally text back:
No worries.
Sutton
I don’t like the way this day has gone for us.
That makes me smile a little bit.
Well, tomorrow’s a new day.
Sutton
You know what? Count us in for the Super Bowl.
Really?
Sutton
Yeah, it works with my schedule, which rarely happens this close to the date. And the rest? Fuck it. We only live once, and I’d love to see your brother win that trophy.
Okay! YAY. I’ll tell him you’re in.
Sutton
Thanks for thinking of us. Sleep well, sweetness.
You too.
Sleep is fitful, and when I wake up—on time—the next morning, I check my phone first thing. A message came from Sutton after I went to bed last night and I stare at it, wondering if this is the beginning of the end.
Sutton
I hope you see this before morning so you can rest. Tracy will be here for a few more days and we’re working through some things regarding Owen. Consider the rest of the week paid time off.
I will be overthinking this like crazy.
Tell Owen to have a good day for me, please.
Sutton
What about me?
Have a good day.
Sutton
You too, sweetness.