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A permanent smile has taken over Wav’s face. “When you get back you have to give us all the details of you and baby daddy. But if y’all don’t mind, we’d like to tell Annabelle with it being just us.”
Owen comes behind the couch to kiss her head. “In other words, get out.”
Winry reaches back to smack him. “Hey, I called you to come over here. You’re a part of this because of me.”
“Win, I’m a part of this because I’m the father.” Owen leans down to Wav. “I am the father, right?” he teases her.
“Yes! Go away, you've done your part. Let me say bye to my sisters.”
He kisses her cheek then walks out of view.
“He’s going to be a hoverer; I can just feel it.” I laugh.
I wonder what Jett would have been like when he found out. I push that thought down for a moment trying to keep the focus on my sisters.
Winry lays her head on Wav’s shoulder. “I’m going to be a hoverer.”
“Great.” Waverley rolls her eyes. “Well, hover tomorrow. I’m now officially kicking you out.”
Winry takes her phone back. “Alright, I’m going. Wyla, give Evie Girl kisses for us! And mandatory sisters’ meeting the second your flight lands Sunday.”
I tell my sisters I love them, and as I hang up I officially put missing important sister moments on the con list.
Chapter 32
Today is officially our last day here and between my mixed emotions about yesterday and my even bigger mixed emotions about leaving… you could say I’m a bit of a mess this morning.
I help Stevie get dressed in her Maverick’s cheer outfit with Jett’s name and number on the back, and I put Jett’s jersey back on with some ripped jeans I’m definitely going to have to buy more of his jerseys because boy does he love it when I wear it.
“Mommy, do we have to leave tomorrow?” Stevie asks as I pull her hair up in pigtails.
I want to tell her I don’t know if we have to. Jett’s made it very clear he wants us here and if she had asked me this before yesterday I probably would have told her maybe not.
“Stevie, baby, give Mommy a little bit of grace, please. I don’t necessarily want to leave either but we have our home in Aster Creek.”
I finish the last pigtail as she stomps her little foot and pouts. “That’s not fair.”
Deep breaths, Wyla.
“Stevie, can’t we focus on having fun today? We’re going to spend all day with your dad.”
Apparently there is a family picnic for the team today. Jett says they do it once a year where players can bring their families to let the kids mess around on the field then they have hot dogs and pizza. And families are invited to stay until game time.
Jett said when he invited us to come he hadn’t realized it was on the schedule for this week but more time with him? Who am I to complain?
I slide two red bows at the base of hair ties as Jett knocks on the door. “Are my girls ready?”
The moment the bows are in, Stevie crosses her arms and her bottom lip hangs. “I don’t wanna talk to Mommy right now.”
Someone stabbing me right now would probably hurt less.
“Hey, Stevie Rose, don’t talk to your mom that way.” Jett brings out his ‘dad voice’ for this one and it sends her over the edge.
She lets out this weird whine, almost crying noise as she races out of the side bathroom straight into her room, closing the door behind her.
Jett looks at me completely confused, but I feel like I could burst into tears too so he steps in to wrap me in his arms. “What happened? I thought we’d have at least eight years before we got a door slammed in our face.”
“She doesn’t want to leave, and I don’t know what to do.”
