Page 74 of All I Ask
“A game?”
Why does that not surprise me?
“She tries to make us run into them and see how fast they get away. It’s really funny.”
“I imagine it is, but it’s also pretty shitty.”
Chastity is a thirteen-year-old girl, not the bubonic plague. Trying to avoid her is ridiculous.
“Yeah, but it is what it is. A part of me is glad they’re not in my life because if I turned out like them or their son that would be the worst thing possible.”
“That’s very mature of you.”
“I guess since I’ve never had them in my life, I don’t know what I’m missing. My mom has made sure that I’ve always known I was wanted by her.”
I look at her, imagining what her life has been and what Teagan’s gone through to provide for her. She’s sacrificed everything. I’ve thought of her so much over the last few years, wondering what Chastity might be like. I should’ve been her fun uncle. I wouldn’t have replaced Keith as her father, but I could’ve been a positive male figure in her life.
The regret fills me.
“She and I stopped talking before you were born, but I can tell you she never wavered on wanting you.”
She smiles with a bit of sadness. “I hate that her life has been so difficult. My sperm donor got to do everything and she’s struggled. It’s why I’m so protective of her and why when Everly…”She bites her lip.
“When Everly attacked her, you stood up for her.” I finish her sentence with pride ringing in my voice. She should defend her mother.
“Yes, but I still should’ve never brought her mother into it. That was really horrible.”
Chastity is wise for her age.
“Well, hopefully the two of you can find a way to get along.”
Her lips form into a thin line. “Hopefully.” She turns, putting the cat in the carrier. “Do you think we can work with the goat again? I think he could use some attention.”
It’s clear she wants to end the conversation, and I’d like the kid to stick around. Not that her mother and I may amount to anything, but because I really like her. There’re not many kids who want to spend their spare time mucking up stalls and taking care of animals.
I was that kid because people…they were work.
“Sure thing. Let’s see if we can give him a bit of fun.”
***
I’ve been at my parents’ house for longer than I’d planned. I love my mother, don’t get me wrong, but if she could realize I’m not sixteen anymore, it would make life easier.
Today was the last straw.
She opened my bedroom door, at six in the morning, and started to clean up. She flipped the light on, grabbed the laundry—which I’m perfectly capable of doing my damn self—and then left without a word.
When I called her out on it, she said I was under her roof and she will run her home like she sees fit.
Normally my mother is a pretty straightforward person, but I have a feeling this was her way of telling me it’s time to find other accommodations.
In her sweet, didn’t-want-to-hurt-my-feelings kind of way.
So, I’m going house hunting, and I’m going to guilt Teagan into coming along so I can force her to spend time with me.
This is what my life has become.
I push open the door to the store and I hear her voice from the back. “Just look around and I’ll be with you shortly!”
