I’m over this shit
Carter:
You’re over it? I’m stuck here with you. I’m over it.
Liam:
You’re such a whine ass
Kins:
It’s not terrible. But I’m at Mom and Dad’s. It’s been a good break.
Carter:
Whatever Kins. Singing the ABC song got you that tired?
Kins:
Hey! I can only handle one dickhead brother and that spot has been claimed! Cut the shit!
Sawyer:
Will you all shut the fuck up? It’s a snowstorm, it’ll pass. We’ve been through it before
Kins:
Yeah, but it’s over Christmas! We didn’t get to be together!
Carter:
Says the CEO who’s holed up in his big house with his wife
Liam:
Kinda a low blow man. We’re stuck here keeping everything running and making sure pipes don’t freeze and we don’t lose power.
Sawyer:
There was no fuckin way I was leaving Ivy home alone while pregnant, kiss my ass
Same shit different day, apparently. I shoot off a quick text so they don’t send out search and rescue because of my silence.
Me:
Jumping in here to give proof of life. Otherwise, I’m checking out. Talk to all you fuckers later.
Next, I check the ones from my mom. She’s the sweetest woman and has a heart of gold. You’d have to, to successfully raise five humans. Out of all the relationships, she and I are the closest. I leaned on her a lot growing up, and when I was nineteen, things went to total shit when Sawyer’s long-term girlfriend, who happens to be Ivy, took off without saying goodbye. He slipped into depression, rarely getting out of bed. Our dad still worked long hours at the distillery and our brothers were still a bit young. I stepped up and took care of things to make life easier on her.
Mom:
You doing okay over there by yourself my boy?
Me:
Hey momma, sorry for the late reply.
I hesitate for a moment, thinking it through, my fingers hovering over the keyboard.