School ended a few hours ago. I’m currently lying in bed watching Netflix and scarfing down some oreos. Before moving here, I never would have imagined having a TV in my room. I definitely understand why it’s so common though. Dad and I had only one TV that was placed in our small family room. It was older and we were only able to get local channels or play movies through the DVD player that was attached to it. I never complained. Most of the time I was off with Deacon and Cooper, while dad worked. We didn’t use it much. When we were home and had a little time to enjoy ourselves together, we spent it cooking or talking. Sometimes we would sit together and watch a movie, but it was rare.
My phone ringing pulls me from my thoughts.
“Jim’s sperm bank. You smack it, we pack it.” I answered,
