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Mother’s Day Done Right

“Daddy, there’s something wrong with Happy,” Mikey whispered urgently as she pulled on his arm.

“What’s going on?” Reese asked, allowing himself to be pulled out of bed as he struggled to wake up and make sense out of what was going on even as he remembered to grab the small white box with a tiny green ribbon tied around it out of his nightstand and left it on his pillow in case his wife woke up while he was gone.

“Please!” Mikey whispered, her voice breaking at the end as she pulled him towards his bedroom… Read More

Tickets: Part I

“I don’t think it’s a good idea to let the kids spend any more time with Mikey.”

“Why?” Haley asked, unable to help but frown as she pushed her glasses back up.

“Because she’s a bad influence,” Jason bit out with a glare leveled across the large dining room table at the twelve-year-old girl in question.

“You’re still not going,” Mikey said, pausing mid-roll of the baseball between her hands to take a bite out of the grilled cheese sandwich that he’d made her.

“You have eight tickets,” he pointed out between clenched teeth.

“True,” Mikey murmured thoughtfully before pointing out, “but I… Read More

Christmas Shopping

“Get in the truck,” came the demand that would have normally had her running the other way and yelling for her Dad, but since she had a math test waiting for her at school today …

Mikey turned around and climbed into the black pick-up truck, shoving her best friend out of the way in the process and once he accepted the fact that she was sitting next to the door, she shoved her backpack onto his lap, adjusted her baseball cap, put her seatbelt on, grabbed her baseball out of her bag, and sat back with a… Read More

“Happy Thanksgiving” an R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

Why was it so dark? Mikey couldn’t help but wonder with a groan as she tried to find the willpower to leave the comfort of her bed. It took several grumbles, a few muttered curses that would have immediately resulted in her spending the next month in her room if her mom heard her, but eventually she managed to shove the covers off.

It took a few more grumbles until she managed to sit up. Several minutes later, her feet touched the floor and she managed to stand up so that she could stumble her way to the bathroom that… Read More

The Favor: Part II

“This isn’t going to work,” Cole said, sighing heavily as he rubbed his hands down his face.

“Yes, it will,” Jonathan said, licking his lips nervously as he grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the windows and out of sight of the store manager that had been watching them for the past ten minutes.

“You’re making a big deal out of nothing,” Mikey said with a sigh as she plucked the money out of Cole’s hand, turned around and-

“It’s not too late,” Sebastian said even as he gave her a pitying look that had her eyes narrowing on her… Read More

The Favor: Part I

“She’s not going to do it,” Sebastian said, not bothering to look up from the book that he’d helped himself to from her backpack while she tried to figure out why Cole and Jonathan were staring at her.

“You don’t know that,” Cole said as he gave her a hopeful smile that matched Jonathan’s.

“I really do,” Sebastian said, sounding bored as he reached over and helped himself to the PB&J sandwich that his mother made for her.

“Know what?” she asked, rolling her baseball between her hands as she sat there, trying to find the willpower to do her homework.

“We need… Read More

Date Night: Part I

“What if she says no?”

“Why would she say no?” Trevor asked his son as he stood in front of the closet door mirror, trying to get his tie right.

“That’s what I was wondering,” his son’s partner-in-crime asked from where she laid on her bed, rolling a baseball between her hands.

“Because she loves me,” he said with a sigh when he was forced to pull his tie free and try again.

“I thought she lost a bet?” Mikey asked, sending Sebastian a questioning… Read More

School Shopping: Part V

“Okay,” Mikey said with a little nod as she slowly exhaled and handed him a dull spoon, “I’m ready. Try to make it as painless as possible.”

“No,” he said, turning the page of the book that he must have read a hundred times already.

When the small hands fisted in his shirt and he found himself being shaken by his psychotic best friend. “They’re getting a cake!” she hissed, stressing this announcement with another shake that nearly made him lose his place.

“So? You like cake,” he said with a shrug as he reached up and gently pulled her hands so… Read More

School Shopping: Part IV

“I’d really like to go home now,” Mikey said from behind the safety of her hands since they provided an opportunity for her to continue pretending that this wasn’t happening, but unfortunately for her, her father wasn’t willing to do the same.

“Food hasn’t arrived yet,” he pointed out helplessly.

“I’m not hungry,” she said, really wishing that they weren’t here, and they wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for the other man sitting across from her.

“Big day,” Uncle Trevor murmured, no doubt shooting her another encouraging smile that was meant to reassure her that everything was okay when they all… Read More

School Shopping: Part III

“You’ll pay for this,” Mikey bit out while the middle-aged woman pulling a roll of measuring tape out of her pocket ushered her towards the fitting rooms in the back.

“You really will,” Sebastian, who really should have known better than to try to hide in the electronics department, said from the plastic double stroller shaped like a car that they’d found abandoned by housewares that they’d somehow managed to shove him into.

“I’m starving,” Reese said, sighing heavily and looking absolutely bored while Trevor looked around, imagining Zoe in every piece of silk, lace, and a combination of… Read More