To Have It All by Jill Wexler

Author:Jill Wexler [Wexler, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

JORDAN

Jordan looked at his buzzing phone. It was Tessa’s…no, Brett’s house. Not Brett’s phone but the actual house phone, which had never happened before.

He glanced at the time as he swiped to connect the call. It was six p.m. “Hello?”

“Um, Uncle Jordan?”

Ethan.

“Ethan, yeah, it’s me. What’s up, buddy?”

“Um, you said to call you if we needed you.” Ethan’s voice was quiet and…like the small kid he was.

“Hey, Ethan, of course. What do you need?”

“Um…”

“Is Uncle Brett there?” Unease settled in his gut.

“Yeah, but he’s…he’s…I dunno, sad or mad. He said he was okay, but I don’t know.”

Jordan closed his eyes. It felt like he’d been waiting for this moment for weeks. Brett had been handling things well for over a month now, but his ordered world had basically been hanging by tenterhooks since the funeral.

They talked every day. They’d gone to the zoo with the kids on Saturday, and Brett had relayed the syrup situation. Quite frankly, Jordan had been shocked the syrup hadn’t pushed Brett over the edge.

The thing was, his best friend still hadn’t found his groove. Sure, he was functioning and he had a routine down. But Brett hadn’t really let go or relaxed, and Jordan had been waiting for the shoe to drop.

He had a hunch it was finally happening.

“Okay, buddy. I’m glad you called. I’m going to come over, okay? Don’t tell Uncle Brett, just hang up and go get the kids in front of the TV or something. I’ll be there in about ten minutes. Okay?”

Ethan mumbled an agreement, and Jordan said goodbye and hung up. Jumping in his car, he let possible scenarios go through his head. More than likely, Brett was brain-fried and needed sleep and recharging.

Jordan started to text Mike but then felt bad enough to make the phone call. “Hey, man,” he said when Mike picked up. “I’m headed to Brett’s instead of the bar, sorry. Ethan actually called me.”

“Shit, you think things have finally gone haywire?” Jordan wasn’t the only one worrying about Brett.

“Probably. Anyway, sorry.” They chatted a moment longer before hanging up. Arriving at Brett’s, he let himself into the house through the garage as he usually did. Not sure what he was going to find, he headed toward the living room where he heard the TV going and found the boys there on the couch.

“Hey, kiddos.”

“Uncle Jordan!” Tommy ran at him, followed by Drew. Ethan just sat up straighter. Jordan threw his arms around the twins and lifted them both, hugging them hard and kissing their cheeks.

He opened his mouth to ask where Lizzie was when the toddler in question came barreling in. Her eyes widened upon seeing him, and she came right into his arms when he leaned down to her. He picked her up and turned back to Ethan. “Where’s Uncle Brett?”

“Unca Jor-an.” Lizzie patted him on the chest. He grinned at her and turned back to Ethan.

Ethan shrugged. “I tried to keep Lizzie in here, but she wouldn’t stay.”

“Lizzie, baby, what do you want to watch?” Jordan grinned as the boys groaned.

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