The Baby Bargain by Peggy Nicholson

Author:Peggy Nicholson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

From: [email protected]

To: [email protected]

So now your old man’s REALLY messed us up. Our wrangler quit a few minutes ago. Dana’s gonna have a COW when she gets back from the grocery store. What happened was your dad showed up this morning and announced we were going to paint the house. (Is he always this hyper?) Tim said he was a wrangler, not a house painter. Your dad said “Tough,” that while he was taking Dana’s money, he could work for it or walk. So the three of us scraped paint all day—front of the house is more bare wood than paint now. And megalousy work in the heat—the paint chips and dust stick to your sweat and your arms want to fall off. Tim finally threw down his scraper and walked away about an hour before sundown. I figured your dad would tear a strip off him, but he just sort of smiled to himself and kept scraping. Then tonight, I’m sitting here in the kitchen, hanging out with the Pet-beast while Dana goes shopping, and Tim stops by to drop off the key to his cabin. Tells me to tell Dana to find some other slave—he’s outta here. I know just how he feels, too. If I had someplace to go, I’d be gone for sure. Except for you, you, you. You’re the only reason I’m still here, Zoe. I don’t know what I’d do if my mom finally decided to take me, like I’ve been bugging her to. (Want to run away with me to San Diego? It beats this dump four ways from Sunday, I’m telling you.) WHUH oh, the BEAST is crawling this way—wants to know what I’m up to. Wants to help me play with the keyboard. Wants to sit in my lap—not with THAT diaper you don’t, babe! Better sign off quick. I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE YOU, RED.

Your Sean Diegan

P.S. Like I told you last week, day after tomorrow is my birthday, the big 1-5. Is there a chance in the world he’d let you come to my party? Dana always makes this stupid fuss. It’s way beyond embarrassing, with the dudes and all, but at least there’s cake and ice cream. Think you could ask him? I REALLY miss you and I want to pat your freckled tummy. (Now that would be a birthday present.)

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