Miles by Melissa R L Simonin

Author:Melissa R L Simonin [Simonin, Melissa R L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Melissa R. L. Simonin
Published: 2014-11-06T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

I woke up when the breath was knocked out of me by my little brother, who saw fit to pounce on me.

“Ug, Tryon...you are getting way too big for this!” I groaned, rubbing my ribcage.

Tryon laughed, and ran out the door.

By the time I was dressed and ready for the day, Tryon was making himself at home on top of the kitchen counter.

“Well, Mr. Tryon!” I said, removing the bag of cookies from his little hands. “Why don’t we try, try again, and find you something better for breakfast.”

I lifted him off the counter and brushed the crumbs from his face.

“Nothing better than cookies for breakfast,” Tryon tried to reason with me, then did an about-face. “Fix me breakfast?”

“Sure, Try,” I said, as he grabbed me around the knees and squeezed, then took off for the living room where I heard the sound of cartoons in the background. It was kind of unusual for Mom not to be awake by now.

I pulled out the instant oatmeal, bacon and eggs, and cooked a quick breakfast.

“Come and get it, hungry boy!” I called towards the living room.

Tryon skidded in on his pajama covered feet and crashed into the table, knocking over a chair and sending his cup to the floor with a splash. Really Polly, little boys are easier? I shudder to think!

“Chip, get it,” I said, pointing to the milk spill.

Should I clean it up? Probably. But Chip was an awesome mop, when I was in a hurry. And I was.

I got Tryon going on his breakfast and poured a bowl of food for Chip, then hurried down the hall for my coat.

I bumped into Mom as she came out of her room.

“Oh, sorry Mom!” I said, regaining my balance.

“What are you doing up so early?” Mom asked, a puzzled look creasing her forehead.

“Uh...well, I need to get to work. What are you doing up so late?”

“Anika, it’s Saturday.”

Oh, wow. I’d been so busy lately, we’d been searching through the rooms of the estate, and the days of the week were starting to meld together.

“Well silly me!” I said. “I forgot. I’ve got a lot to do though, so I better get going.”

“Okay,” said Mom, the crease deepening. “But remember, your Dad is here. And you’re gone so much during the week, and you’ve been getting home late... you went back yesterday, after dinner.”

Well of course, I had to tell Miles what the doctor said! He’s the one who pointed us in the right direction, after all. Of course Mom didn’t know that.

“You need to stop and take a break sometimes. Even God rested on the seventh day.”

What’s with the frown?

“I will Mom, I won’t stay all day. But especially now, with all she’s going through, I don’t want to let Polly down.”

I also don’t want to let Miles down, I thought, as I hurried over the snow-covered ground. I couldn’t imagine how he stood being isolated for so long, and until such time as I proved his innocence and got him out of this limbo-ness, I was going to make sure he didn’t spend any more days alone.

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