Elion:How do you feel about a picnic on Saturday at two?
Olani:It sounds like fun.
Elion:Great. I’ll put it in and call you tonight.
Olani:I’ll talk to you later.
She placed her phone down and went back to choosing her giveaway items. When she finished, she chose a place for her and Xola to go for dinner and texted her cousin with the information. Olani supposed she would be nice, and throw her a bone, give her a little taste of information about how her weekend had gone.
“Ihadn’t had the chance to ask before, but how was your weekend?” Clara asked.
Elion looked up from the sculpture idea he was sketching. “It was good. We had fun.”
“What did you do?”
“We went to the museum, went for a hike, had a picnic by the lake, and had dinner. We just spent time together.”
“Did you do anything else?”
“Like what?” Elion inquired, and he wished he hadn’t when his niece looked over her shoulder and smirked at him.
“Like each other.”
He shook his head, turning his attention back to the sketch. It didn’t matter if he answered her or not, she would draw her own conclusions, so it was best if he didn’t supply her with any information. After a few seconds, he saw her return to the set of sculptures she was packaging for a buyer. It was quiet between them for a few minutes until she finished.
“Well, when are you going out again?” she asked.
“Saturday if she’s available.”
They had just spent the weekend together. So he wanted to give her time away from him. He’d decided to bypass Wednesday, which was usually one of the date nights for Saturday. Once he finished working on the sketch, he would text Olani to see if she was available.
Clara nodded as she took the small box and exited the room. With no more distractions, he completed the sketch, and was happy with the way it came out. He couldn’t wait to get started on it, but figured it could wait a day. He took his phone out to text Olani.
Elion:How do you feel about a picnic on Saturday at two?
Olani:It sounds like fun.
Elion:Great. I’ll put it in and call you tonight.
Olani:I’ll talk to you later.
He went into his room, and to his walk-in closet, where he pulled one of his drones from the top shelf. He chose the easiestof the two to maneuver and navigate. It hadn’t been flown in a while, and Elion placed it and the controller on the charger. It would be something fun for them to do after the picnic.
After that, he put the date into the site before checking the time and calling his dad. He knew his mom was with her gardening club. They met twice a week on the same days at the same times, and he made a mental note to call her later that evening.
“Hey, son,” his dad answered, and Elion could hear the sounds of nature from the other end.
“Hey, dad. Are you fishing?” he asked. It was the only time his father would willingly spend time outdoors. He assumed it was because his mother had kept them all outside so much when he and his sister were kids.
“Yep, and I’ve caught quite a few. What are you up to?”
“Nothing much. Just finished a sketch for a piece not too long ago.”
“Are you getting ready for another show?”
“I am. I have a few pieces finished for it already.”
His dad hummed. “I’m sure it’ll be great. The last one was. Those people were ready to fight for your pieces.”