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Authors: Lisa Y. Watson
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sweetheart. Especially the bubble bath.”
“ Oh you liked that, did you? I think we’ll definitely have to…take a bubble bath more often.”
They shared a laugh at that, and eventually drifted off into a sound sleep.
***
For every one step forward, I feel like we’ve taken one step back. Yvette glanced at the clock on the wall. Ten o’clock, and Christopher still wasn’t home—again.
His hectic work schedule was starting to really wear on her nerves. He’d missed dinner and spending time with the family three times during the week. She was exhausted from having to pull double duty with the kids. Lacey had been a big help, but even so, Christopher’s presence was definitely missed.
To make matters worse, when she had spoken with Margaret that night, she said she hadn’t seen Christopher since early that afternoon. If he was there, how could she miss him? Granted, it was a huge farm, but still. When he was there late, he usually ate with them, and let them know before he headed home, but Margaret had said that Christopher didn’t eat dinner with them. At that point, she had lamented to Margaret how much Christopher’s hectic work schedule was disrupting their family life.
“ We told Chris a while ago that all he had to do was say the word and we’d hire someone to take more of the load, but he wasn’t having it. He is as stubborn as his father when he wants to be.”
“ Hey,” Anthony said loudly in the background.
Yvette was upset, but she had to laugh at the indignant tone in his voice.
She glanced at the clock again. Where was he? She was about to phone him again, when she heard the garage door go up. Finally.
She got up and went downstairs. When she reached the kitchen, Christopher had his head in the refrigerator. He straightened and closed the door. Two things occurred after that. The first was that Yvette could tell immediately that he was angry, and the second was it was directed at her.
“ I would’ve thought you’d be sleep by now,” he said, flatly.
“ Why would you think that? When do I ever go to bed before you make it home safe?”
“ Yeah, I get that you’re worried about me. Trust me, I get it.”
She frowned. “What does that even mean, and why do you have an attitude with me ? You’re the one that’s been missing in action lately.”
“ That’s true, and something that you just had to go drag my mother into a discussion that you should’ve had with me,” he accused.
She stared at him. “What are you talking about?”
“ Oh come on. Really, Yvie? You complained to my mother about my work schedule. So much so, that she and Dad are ready to hire someone to be my partner in running the place. Sound familiar now?”
Yvette blanched. She was just venting to Margaret. She had no idea that she would press Christopher about it.
“ Oh, now you’ve got nothing to say?”
She sighed heavily. “I was just…I didn’t know your mother would mention our conversation to you, Chris. I was merely voicing my frustration. Nothing more.”
“ Was that even necessary? I’m at work, Yvie,” he said, tiredly. “I realize that it’s been a tremendous burden on you this week, but—”
“ It’s not just this week, Christopher. This has been going on for some time. How long do you think you can continue commuting like this? You’re spending more time on the highway than with your family.”
“ Look, I’m tired, and I really don’t want to argue anymore. I’m going to bed.”
Stunned, Yvette watched Christopher walk past her and up the stairs. “Seriously?” She was livid. I don’t know how in the world we got to this point, but this has to get figured out. There were just too many instances where if Chris was home, he was preoccupied at times, or working on his laptop. It was as if he worked around the clock. Which didn’t make any sense to Yvette. It
“ Oh you liked that, did you? I think we’ll definitely have to…take a bubble bath more often.”
They shared a laugh at that, and eventually drifted off into a sound sleep.
***
For every one step forward, I feel like we’ve taken one step back. Yvette glanced at the clock on the wall. Ten o’clock, and Christopher still wasn’t home—again.
His hectic work schedule was starting to really wear on her nerves. He’d missed dinner and spending time with the family three times during the week. She was exhausted from having to pull double duty with the kids. Lacey had been a big help, but even so, Christopher’s presence was definitely missed.
To make matters worse, when she had spoken with Margaret that night, she said she hadn’t seen Christopher since early that afternoon. If he was there, how could she miss him? Granted, it was a huge farm, but still. When he was there late, he usually ate with them, and let them know before he headed home, but Margaret had said that Christopher didn’t eat dinner with them. At that point, she had lamented to Margaret how much Christopher’s hectic work schedule was disrupting their family life.
“ We told Chris a while ago that all he had to do was say the word and we’d hire someone to take more of the load, but he wasn’t having it. He is as stubborn as his father when he wants to be.”
“ Hey,” Anthony said loudly in the background.
Yvette was upset, but she had to laugh at the indignant tone in his voice.
She glanced at the clock again. Where was he? She was about to phone him again, when she heard the garage door go up. Finally.
She got up and went downstairs. When she reached the kitchen, Christopher had his head in the refrigerator. He straightened and closed the door. Two things occurred after that. The first was that Yvette could tell immediately that he was angry, and the second was it was directed at her.
“ I would’ve thought you’d be sleep by now,” he said, flatly.
“ Why would you think that? When do I ever go to bed before you make it home safe?”
“ Yeah, I get that you’re worried about me. Trust me, I get it.”
She frowned. “What does that even mean, and why do you have an attitude with me ? You’re the one that’s been missing in action lately.”
“ That’s true, and something that you just had to go drag my mother into a discussion that you should’ve had with me,” he accused.
She stared at him. “What are you talking about?”
“ Oh come on. Really, Yvie? You complained to my mother about my work schedule. So much so, that she and Dad are ready to hire someone to be my partner in running the place. Sound familiar now?”
Yvette blanched. She was just venting to Margaret. She had no idea that she would press Christopher about it.
“ Oh, now you’ve got nothing to say?”
She sighed heavily. “I was just…I didn’t know your mother would mention our conversation to you, Chris. I was merely voicing my frustration. Nothing more.”
“ Was that even necessary? I’m at work, Yvie,” he said, tiredly. “I realize that it’s been a tremendous burden on you this week, but—”
“ It’s not just this week, Christopher. This has been going on for some time. How long do you think you can continue commuting like this? You’re spending more time on the highway than with your family.”
“ Look, I’m tired, and I really don’t want to argue anymore. I’m going to bed.”
Stunned, Yvette watched Christopher walk past her and up the stairs. “Seriously?” She was livid. I don’t know how in the world we got to this point, but this has to get figured out. There were just too many instances where if Chris was home, he was preoccupied at times, or working on his laptop. It was as if he worked around the clock. Which didn’t make any sense to Yvette. It
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