Wait.
I’m a genius.
Someone please tell me I’m a genius.
Thomas
No one knows why you’re a genius, dumbass. You haven’t said anything besides “Wait.”
Andrew
What if Josie and I watch Lennie next weekend? That way we can figure out if we’re ready for kids. I mean, I know Lennie’s five, but maybe we can start there, and then I can borrow one of Beau’s kids next.
Beau
You’re not allowed to “borrow” my kids, Andrew.
Andrew
I didn’t say kidS. I said KID. Single. Uno.
Beau
Good lord.
Me
Wait, really? You and Josie would be open to watching her the whole weekend?
A heavy weight lifts off my chest. This would save me from the familiar guilt of asking my mom and dad for help yet again, and Lennie would get some one-on-one time with Andrew and Josie. I won’t tell anyone, but I’m pretty sure Andrew is her favorite uncle. Or maybe Tommy. He’s definitely a close second. I let myself get a hint of excitement over the prospect of going away for the weekend, but shut it down, because I don’t want to get too overzealous when nothing is set in stone.
My phone buzzes in my palm with more texts.
Thomas
Still guessing that’s a no on the beer tonight.
Me
Shit, yeah. I forgot I told Lennie we could have a bonfire tonight. You can come over if you want.
Thomas
Yeah. I might. I’m lonely, and I think Arson is bored of me.
Me
Bring him. Lennie will wear him out.
Andrew
Great, what time should Josie and I come over?
Me
Oh, everyone’s coming over now?
Andrew
