Chapter 4“Tuesday, Tuesday,” Dave sang as he started the coffee maker the following morning.
“I think that’s supposed to be ‘Monday, Monday’ if you’re trying to sing that song by the Mamas and the Papas,” Jake told him, giving him a hug and a kiss.
“But it’s Tuesday, so…”
“Okay, who’s being so damned cheerful and why?” Tyler grumbled as he joined them.
“Me,” Dave replied. “It’s a bright, sunny morning, or will be once the sun’s fully up, and we’re going on another adventure.”
“Some people’s children…”
“Better than being grumpy,” Pete stated as he, Bart, and Neil joined them. “What’s for breakfast?”
“Cereal, same as always,” Tyler told him.
“I’d kill for scrambled eggs and bacon.”
“Yeah, well there’s only so much room in the fridge,” Tyler muttered, “And I figured dinners were more
