Page 76 of Enraged

I tapped the notification, and my screen lit up with a picture of a shirtless Dakota sleeping peacefully in their bed. The angle of the picture made it clear that she was in bed next to him. She had captioned the picture, “Can we make up, too?”

Seems like he got over her boning his bestie pretty quickly.

Disgusted, I put my phone back on the nightstand.

No point in texting him. She seems to have him covered.

Annoyed for reasons that I couldn’t pin down, I climbed out of bed. “That explains what ‘and, yeah’ means,” I grumbled to myself.

I slid my feet in my slippers and shuffled down the stairs.

The smell of breakfast grew stronger as I reached the bottom. Unsurprisingly, I found mama at the stove and daddy sitting at the kitchen table.

“Good mornin’, Lee Lee!” he greeted me cheerfully as he took a sip of coffee.

“Mornin’.” I gave him a one-armed hug.

“How’d you sleep, punkin’?” Mama asked as she poured me a cup of coffee.

“Like a rock,” I admitted. Mama started beaming. “I’m so glad. I’m making omelets before your daddy goes out to feed the animals. Want one?”

I didn’t but I knew it would worry her if I declined. “Yes, ma’am, thank you.” I sat down next to my daddy, picking up the newspaper he had discarded on the table.

“Any interesting happenings in town?” I asked as I unfolded it.

Besides my own.

“The Roberts’ boy got arrested again for drivin’ drunk. His mugshot is on page three.”

They may as well just keep him at the jail house. He gets arrested twice a month.

“His mama is so fed up with him. She was in the bank last week talkin’ about it,” I informed him. From the stove, Mama shook her head. “Arlene is so sweet. I hate it for her.”

I nodded in agreement.

The mention of work reminded me I didn’t have my car.

Dak said he would take me to get it this weekend, but he will probably be with Cassie…

“Hey, Dad, can you recommend a good towing company? Or a hauling company? I want to get my car brought back from the mountains.”

“I thought Dak was gonna take you back this weekend?” Mama interjected.

Lord, forgive me for this lie I’m about to tell.

“He thinks he’s gonna have to work,” I fibbed.

“I’ll call Jim over at Miles Towing and Recovery and get it here today,” Dad promised.

Daddy for the win, as always.

“Thanks, Dad.”

Mama sat a plate down in front of each of us. “Y’all, eat up. Lee, Jace’s mama called here last night.”

I nearly choked on my coffee. “What did she say?” I sputtered. She patted me on the back. “She just wanted to check on you. She said she had tried to call you a few times.”

I didn’t even check my missed calls yesterday when I cut my phone on.

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