She Makes It Look Easy by Marybeth Whalen

Author:Marybeth Whalen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Friendships of women, Infidelity, Adultery, Authenticity, Domesticity, Homemaking, Organization, Marybeth Whalen, Proverbs 31, She Reads, Christian, Fiction, Southern Author, Justine, Ariel, The Mailbox
Publisher: David C. Cook
Published: 2011-09-10T04:00:00+00:00

Later that afternoon I was calling the boys down to lunch only to be completely ignored except by Lucky, who always showed up when food was being offered. I headed in the direction of their playroom, grumbling and snatching up stray toys and discarded items as I walked. “Always look for things you can tidy up while you’re on your way somewhere else,” Justine had instructed me. I carried the items up the stairs and moved to the doorway of the playroom to find Donovan with a flashlight looking up Dylan’s nose while Duncan sat beside them on his haunches, a worried look on his face. He glanced sideways just in time to spot me.

“Uh-oh, guys,” he said and pointed. Donovan dropped the flashlight and looked at his brother as if to say, “I tried, but you’re on your own.”

“Dylan, what’s going on?” I asked, not wanting to know the answer yet compelled to ask.

I looked down to see Dylan pointing to a Star Wars action-figure gun jammed halfway up his nose. “It’s way up there, Mom,” he said, sounding like he was afraid to breathe. He moaned. “Is it going to be stuck there forever?”

I resisted the urge to scare him by saying yes and instead walked to the phone to dial the number for the pediatrician. After I had made an appointment, I directed the boys into the minivan. I only thought I was going to have the afternoon at home. Not wanting to sit for an undetermined amount of time with three wild boys in a small waiting room, I impulsively dialed another number. Justine answered right away, as if she was waiting by the phone. I explained what had happened and asked if she would watch Donovan and Duncan while I took Dylan to the doctor’s office to retrieve the offending weaponry. Justine was only too happy to come to my rescue.

As I drove away from her house, I thanked God for good neighbors and hoped that, if nothing else, we could at least be that to each other.

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