Twisted Truths by Ivy Penn

Author:Ivy Penn [Penn, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 13/6 Publishing llc
Published: 2024-02-27T00:00:00+00:00

Me

why?

Gene

Viv had HIS kid

Annnnnnd there it is.

Me

I’ll call him

Gene

Thanks manI think he needs someone to understand

I watched my toddler run around our backyard chasing his soccer ball. Dillon tried hard to talk, and some of his words made sense. Others left me in left field trying to figure out what he wanted.

Tapping a few times on the screen, I gave Ethan a call and told him to come over. I knew there wasn’t a way to make sense of the news he got hit with over the phone.

I hoped that seeing Dillon might help him realize Frankie wasn’t a toy; she was a living, breathing person and it wasn’t her fault that he didn’t know about her.

Leaving my phone on the small table, I got up and ran after my son, making him screech. Bending down I scooped him up and swung him up in the air to hear his giggles. Then I pulled him close to me.

“Genn.” He nodded.

“You want me to make you fly again?”

His head bobbed, and I tossed him in the air, loving his scream of delight as I caught him.

“Don.”

I set him down and watched him waddle off. His equilibrium seemed out of whack, making him walk like a drunk sailor.

“Henry?”

“Come on back, Ethan.”

The gate opened and my friend came in with a scowl on his face that faded as he watched my son running in circles until he fell down in laughter. Then, in true toddler fashion, he got up and did it again.

His eyes took in my backyard filled with toys, a swing set, and a sandbox.

“Yeah, my mom keeps buying him shit.” I shrugged. “She claims it’s her love language.”

“He looks too small for all of it, except that car.”

“Right?” I laughed. “He hates that fuckin thing.” Looking my friend over, I saw defeat in his body. “So I’m not the lone loser with a kid anymore.”

“Gene?” He chuffed.

“No, I swung by Edie’s earlier.” I shrugged. “I figured she could use some of Dillon’s things he outgrew and there was a little girl curled up with her.”

“What’s up with her?”

“They’re trying to keep her from going into full-blown labor to give the boy time to grow more.”

His eyes filled with wonder. “She knows it’s a boy?”

“Yeah. She’s not telling her brothers yet.” I laughed. “She’s afraid they’ll be terrible influences.”

“Jooosh.” Dillon waddled over to us. “Joosh, da.”

“Let’s go in. He’s thirsty.”

“You understood that?” He pointed to my son, who reached up and grabbed his arm, trying to scale his body. “Uh? Is this normal?”

“Dillon, Ethan’s not a jungle gym.”

“Eten.” He let go of his arm and wrapped himself around Ethan’s leg, bouncing. “Gid yap.”

“He, uh, wants you to walk with him like that.”

Chuckling, He followed me inside, taking the most awkward steps ever. I went over to the fridge and took out Dillon’s sippy cup and held it out. Dillon fell backwards dramatically from Ethan’s leg, popped up and ran to get his cup.

We both watched him waddle out of the kitchen into his playroom, where crashing sounds came out immediately after his entry.

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