Unbreakable (Haven Falls 6) - Page 51
He finally makes a decision and throws the pasta into the cart. Aria climbs on the end and I give the cart a big push, trying to get it going under the weight of all the groceries plus the six year old hanging on with everything that she’s got.
We manage to get through the next aisle without any major issues but as the next one comes; dad begins asking questions about Anton and how things are going. I give him as many details as I can and cringe with every answer. There’s nothing worse than discussing my real father with dad, knowing just how much each word cuts him up inside. I’m not going to lie, when I first came to dad and explained what Noah was going to do, dad was on cloud nine. He even looked as though he was about to escort Noah down to the station himself, just to make sure the job gets done.
Ever since then, he’s constantly looking for updates which only serves to make me regret the decision of tagging along to the grocery store with them. Here I thought we’d have a great time, Ari and I could sneak a few extra treats into the cart to hide in our rooms, and give dad a hard time for being so slow, but noooo, here we are discussing Anton. Again.
This sucks.
I park the cart at the side of the aisle to let others pass as dad stops once again to silently debate over which body wash to pick out. As he distracts himself, it takes all of a few seconds for me and Ari to start screwing around. “Hey,” I murmur, catching her attention with a wicked grin as I begin to back the cart up to the top of the aisle.
Ari looks to me and the smirk on my face tells her exactly what she needs to know. “Hold on.” She tries to smother a giggle but fails miserably as she refuses to let go of the cart, knowing better than anybody that now is not the time to fall off.
I wait until the last person has left the aisle, leaving only dad behind, still comparing body washes. “Are you ready?”
Aria’s head nods up and down so freaking fast that she looks like one of those bobblehead toys that you put in the back window of your car.
I step one foot up onto the cart and hold on tight as I push off with the other like a skateboard. I give three massive pushes and before I know it, we’re flying down the aisle, the two of us giggling like children.
Damn, where’s Tully when you need her? She’d love this.
Ari’s giggles quickly turn into full-blown laughs that has dad spinning around with urgency. “Henley,” he scolds under his breath, trying to be discreet as to not point out to the rest of the store that all this disruptive noise is coming from his kids. “Cut that shit out.”
I slam my foot down at the end of the aisle and bring the cart to a stop, narrowly avoiding sending Ari into a display of produce. “What do you say, Squirt? Should we stop?”
She shakes her head violently. “Nope.” She even pops the ‘p’ for good measure.
I grin back at dad as I make a U-turn with the full shopping cart. “Sorry dad, the child has spoken.”
“Henley,” dad reprimands but it’s too late as I start pushing with everything that I have. We fly back up the aisle with Ari’s howling laugh most likely heard from every corner of the store.
We’re just about at the other end when a lady turns the corner, placing herself right in the path of our oncoming cart. “HENLEY! STOP!,” Dad screams out as I slam my feet down while screeching out as the woman looks on in horror. She darts aside, her basket full of groceries spilling out beside her as I desperately bring the cart to a stop.
The woman throws a hand to her chest, clearly having the scare of her life as I jump off the cart and begin apologizing profusely. “I’m so, so sorry,” I tell her, dropping to my knees and instantly beginning to find her groceries that seem to be scattered all over aisle eight.
“Oh,” she laughs, hand still on her chest as she attempts to calm her racing heart. “It’s alright, dear. If I still had the strength to hold myself up like that, I would have been on there with you.”
I laugh but it’s wiped away the second dad comes up behind me. “I’m so sorry, ma’am. Are you alright? Did they hurt you?”
“No, no,” she says, waving dad off. “I have two boys, about the same age as your girls so I’m certainly immune to their games. This is nothing, you should have seen them at the drive through car wash last week.”
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