Teach Me New Tricks by Parker Ali

Author:Parker, Ali [Parker, Ali]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2019-11-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 36

Christopher

I pulled into the garage and noticed the empty spot. I checked the time. Olin said he would be home right after school. I wasn’t going to panic and start blowing up his phone. I’d give him a few minutes to check in before I hunted him down. I was desperately trying to take a soft approach to parenting, but it went against every fiber of my being.

I was used to being in control. Olin was a smart kid and I had to trust him. Giving him the car was the first step towards showing him I did trust him. I got out of the car and was just to the door when I heard the garage door opening.

I watched Olin pull the new Nissan Maxima into the garage. “Were you waiting for me?” he asked as he climbed out.

I smirked. “No, I just got home. I trust you.”

He gave me a look. “Sure, you do.”

“How was school?”

He shrugged. “Boring.”

We walked into the kitchen together. He immediately went for the fridge. “Did you turn in that report that was due?”

“Of course.”

I chuckled at his confidence. “It will be an A.”

“It better be. Me and Jennifer spent a lot of time on it.”

“She helped you?”

“I told you we were doing homework,” he said with a sigh. I watched as he popped some leftover spaghetti into the microwave before going to the pantry and pulling out a bag of chips. I missed the days when I could eat like a teenage boy and not worry about gaining twenty pounds while I slept.

“Are you two still seeing each other?”

He frowned at me. “Seeing each other? That sounds very adult-like. We’re not seeing each other. We’re hanging out. We like spending time together. No big deal.”

“She’s your girlfriend,” I stated.

He groaned. “No. God no. Stop. Just stop. I’m not talking about that stuff with you.”

“Why not?” I asked a little offended. “I’d like to know. Can I meet her?”

“No.”

“How old is she?”

“Seventeen,” he answered.

“Oh, an older woman,” I teased.

“By like six months.”

“Pretty?” I pressed, hoping he would open up.

He smiled. “Yes.”

“What does she look like?”

I kept it cool, opening the fridge and pulling out the chicken legs I had bought for dinner. I didn’t want to act like I was too interested. That would only make him shut down.

“She’s a cheerleader for basketball and plays softball. She’s got long brown hair and really pretty brown eyes.”

I nodded, my back to him. I didn’t want him to see me smiling. I couldn’t let on that I was enjoying our conversation. “Sounds nice. Good family?”

“I don’t know. She gets good grades.”

“That’s a good thing. Does she drive?”

“Yes,” he answered. “What are you making for dinner?”

I turned around and looked at him. “Fried chicken. You should help me.”

He scrunched up his nose, taking a bite of the reheated spaghetti. “No thanks.”

“This girl, Jennifer, I bet she would like a guy that can cook her a nice dinner on occasion.”

He scoffed. “I don’t think so. I’m not going to cook for anyone.

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