Laurel
Kevin and Kyle’s voices reach me as I unlock the door. They are playing video games, I realize as I hear Kevin trying to tease his father with the best trash talking a six-year-old can dish out. I snicker as I shut the door loudly so they know I’m home.
“Aunt Relly! Come see, I’m kicking Daddy’s can.” I step in my shoulders shaking. Kyle sits there his eyes narrowed as he tries not to laugh.
“Show me. Then Aunt Relly needs to eat. I am stahhhhving.” I tell him holding my stomach dramatically.
Kevin demonstrates his can kicking skills and I laugh all the way to the kitchen.
“Long day?” Kyle asks as he fixes Kevin a bedtime snack.
“Interesting day.” I tell him about Grantham and his little contest he came up with. He leans against the counter with his arms folded.
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