“Mom,” he steps back, and I notice how much he looks like Ashton. “I had the greatest day ever.”
“You did?”
“Yes, we made cookies with worm parts. Then, a pie with bug guts.” He face is full of excitement.
“Don’t forget the fairy dust.” Sadie pushes on his shoulder.
“Oh yeah, and it was so yummy.”
“Bug guts?” Brooke’s face is a mix of horror and disgust.
I touch her arms to gain her attention and wink at her, letting her know that it’s not the real thing. She relaxes.
“Well, I’m so glad that you had a great day. You behaved the whole time, right?”
“Brooke, he was a dream,” Mom says from the table.
“Mom, they even said I can call them ‘Grammy’ and ‘Pops’ too.”
“That’s awesome.” Brooke beams at him. She stands. “Do I owe you anything for today?”
“No.” Mom is firm in her tone. “We enjoyed having him. Reed, you’re welcome back anytime.”
“Thank you, Grammy. Thanks, Pops.” He hugs them both as does Sadie.
Brooke walks over to them. “Thank you for being so kind. His grandparents live far away, and we don’t see them often.”
“We loved every moment.” Dad gives her a small hug.
I embrace them both, and then Brooke and I load up the kids. After telling her I’ll see her soon, I head home. I think about the last month. I have a new friend, Sadie’s doing great in school and loves Reed. If only I can figure out where Ashton and I are going.
Chapter Twelve
Ashton
Today, I’m missing practice because it’s parents’ day at Reed’s school. The play and the little family event with the dance is all on the schedule. Brooke slides into the passenger seat of my truck since we’re riding together. She’s quiet, which is unusual.
“How are things with Nate?” That might be what’s going on.
“Really good.”
“And…”
“I think I want him to meet Reed.” She glances over at me.
“Are you sure? I didn’t know things were that serious.”
“Pretty sure. Sure enough that I wanted to mention it to you.”
We park in the lot, and I turn towards her. “Let’s talk about it later. I’m glad things are going well, though.” I smile to show her that I mean it.
“Thanks, Ashton. Let’s go see our boy play a mean piano.”
The lot is pretty full of cars, so we weave our way past them to enter the building. Brooke tells me that Reed was really nervous when he left for school this morning.
“I hope he doesn’t let his nerves get to him. He’s really looking forward to this.”
“He’s got Campbell blood in him. He’ll be fine.”