Chapter Six Hundred and Forty-nine - Now. What?
Chapter Six Hundred and Fifty - Is it only Tuesday? (part two)

Chapter Six Hundred and Fifty - Is it only Tuesday? (part one)


(part one)

Tuesday morning —7:00 a.m.

“What do you mean?” Nash whined. “We have to go back?”

Grabbing a handful of his covers, he rolled over in bed. Teddy looked at Sandy and groaned from his bed. Sandy chuckled at them. Sandy held a sleepy Rachel in her arms.

“I told you that you shouldn’t have stayed up so late,” Sandy said.

Very quietly, the bathroom door closed.

“Crap,” Nash moaned. “Now I can’t get up. Noelle’s in the bathroom.”

“She’ll be out soon enough,” Sandy said. “You can always use mine.”

“Where’s Dad?” Nash asked.

“He’s at work,” Sandy said. “Lipson is up and running with four job sites.”

“What about job sharing?” Teddy asked.

“They are still job sharing,” Sandy said. “That’s why he’s in the office. They have a meeting with the board and a whole bunch of stuff.”

The room was absolutely still. The only sound Sandy heard was the boys breathing deeply.

Get up!” Sandy yelled. “Now!

His eyes half open, Charlie came down the hallway. He tucked into Sandy’s room to use the bathroom. When Sandy looked back into the boys’ room, Teddy and Nash were sitting on the side of the bed. The water turned on for Noelle’s shower. Sensing movement, Charlie came out of Sandy’s room and stumbled back to his closet to get dressed.

When she looked back into the boys’ room, they were back in bed with the covers over their heads. The water turned off in the shower.

“Noelle’s done showering,” Sandy said. “I will not tell you again! Get up!”

Teddy sat up in bed. A moment later, the lock clicked and Nash fell out of bed and into the bathroom.

“How was yesterday, Teddy?” Sandy asked.

“Good,” Teddy said, his voice in a lower octave than it had been when he’d left. “I really missed everyone when we were in Egypt.”

“It must have been fun,” Sandy said.

“Lockdown is lockdown,” Teddy said. “If I were here, I’d have seen my friends, Noelle, everyone. But there? It was just our family. Don’t get me wrong, I like my sister and brother and even the new babies. I just. . .”

“Is it too hard to move back and forth between families now?” Sandy asked.

“Oh,” Teddy sighed. “I don’t know. If I stay here all the time, I won’t be a part of the little ones lives. That would be really hard. But then, I’d get to spend more time with you and everyone I love. Not that I don’t love them. It’s just. . .”

Teddy shook his head. Nash came out of the bathroom with his hair wet. He started getting dressed. The boys had played in the SwimSpa until nearly midnight. They’d showered before bed, so Sandy was willing to let them slide on showering this morning.

“Go ahead,” Sandy said.

Teddy got up and went into the bathroom. She turned to see Charlie heading into the kitchen to start their breakfast.

“Where’s Rachel?” Noelle asked from her room.

“Here,” Rachel said against Sandy’s chest.

“She bathed with me,” Sandy said.

“Okay, I’ll get her dressed,” Noelle said. “Can you do my hair again?”

“Can you dry it?” Sandy asked.

“Sure,” Noelle said. “With the one that straightens my hair like we practiced?”

“Yes,” Sandy said.

“Got it,” Noelle said.

Sandy set Rachel down and the child stumbled sleepily into the room she now shared with Noelle. Sandy continued down the hallway and into the living room. Charlie handed her a cup of coffee from the pot that had just finished brewing. Sandy was taking her first sip when there was a knock on their apartment door.

Jill stuck her head in the apartment.

Denver Cereal continues tomorrow...


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