Chapter 5
“Mom!”
Delia whipped a brush through her hair and hurried down the hall, tying her hair in a loose knot as she came around the corner into the kitchen. She was getting ready to leave for work while Nick got ready for school.
“Mornin’ Nick, what’s up?” she asked as she dropped a kiss on the top of his head. He stood beside the bench by the door and was busy digging through his backpack.
Nick whipped his head up, his blue eyes wide. “I can’t find my math homework!”
She met his worried gaze. “Where were you last night when you did your homework?”
Before Nick had a chance to reply, Delia’s father came through the side door and tossed his gloves on the bench. “Started your car. Should be warm in a bit,” he offered by way of greeting.
“Thanks, Dad.”
Don nodded and kept walking,
