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Prodigal Chapter 14
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The kids are trouble-makers, especially
Not unlike somebody I used to know, Tina said suggestively.
Karma sucks, Caroline commented.
Yeah, I figured that out the first time he successfully lit a match, Danny agreed. He was three.
Dear God, Tina said, shocked.
Dont even ask me how he got a hold of them. Annie keeps them on the top shelf of the cupboard above the refrigerator, for lighting candles the like two times a year we might light them. I have a feeling he had an accomplice. Jessica is a qualified and accomplished lookout for only being four, Danny laughed to himself.
Youre in trouble, Bette commented.
Im not looking forward to the teenage years, Danny admitted. And I think those will be here faster than I care to imagine. Seems like yesterday they were Angies age. The only person who can handle the two of them alone is my wife. Whenever I have to watch them alone, its invariably a disaster.
Four year olds beat you? Tina asked.
Its like chess, Dan said seriously, but Tina was laughing too hard already. Theyre fast on their feet and they lie to protect each other convincingly. Tina hadnt heard a word. She was busy laughing. Danny looked at Angelica, tucked securely into Bettes arms. Just wait, he said. Well see who has the last laugh.
Carolines cell phone vibrated in her pocket. She discretely checked the screen. *****. Her mothers middle name was clearly timing. She showed her phone to the table. Im sorry. Excuse me. Order me an orange juice and French Toast, or whatever. Ill be right back.
Probably her publisher, Danny suggested as his sister walked away. He knew better though. If it was her publisher, she wouldnt have answered it.
Tina nodded, but her eyes followed Carrie anyway.
Hello, Carrie said when she was a safe distance from the table.
Carrie, its mom. Their mother was a soft-spoken, traditional woman. Her children all looked strikingly like her. Their fathers influence was more evident in their tempers and ability to stand up for themselves when no one thought them capable. Rose Kennard tried to raise her children right, and unbeknownst to her she did a ***** of a job.
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tbc? You need to ask?!?! I’ll die if you don’t continue. And I’d like to rip Mr. K a new one.
why the ‘?’ after tbc?? please continue its a great story!!
There shouldn’t be a question mark after TBC, because this story is wonderful. It is a very touchy, and real example of what happens every day around the world for gays and lesbians. You are doing a fantastic job of telling this story, so if you’re asking, yes continue!
I love this story and can’t wait to see how you resolve Tina and her parents. Write again soon.
Yeah no question mark, ther should be another chapter right behind this one
” I think you need to do this.†And so do we!
This is great. Keep going, quickly please.
God yes, continue!!!!!!!!!!!
Her mom seems to be softening. The father is still hard as a rock
The baby will kill him…or make him see reason.
Babies tend to do that!
Please continue! Stay up all night and let us know what Mrs. Kennard has to say for herself!
Thank you!
Oh damn this is the moment that we waiting for and let see what’s next. Post soon, thanks!
let the drum rolling..!!
Oh no! There’s no question mark after tbc…LOL. I really enjoy this story and want it to continue, so please do so. Tina’s mom is reaching out…let’s hope it will be pleasant for both and her dad doesn’t ruin it.
Yes, please, don’t stop. I love your story.
“Bette is welcome in my home,†Rose Kennard said deliberately.” Did Rose kick her husband out? Or leave him?
Oh,my God! You never need to ask, please, please continue!! I love this one.
come on man that was not right!!!!!!!!!! post soon