“My heart says she is.” Clover rubbed his chest. “I think your heart does, too.”
“Why do you always gotta call me out like that?”
“Because you need help. You do everythingbyyourself, so you need someone to look out for you.”
“Well, I appreciate you looking out for your old dad.” Cash pulled his son in for a hug.
“You’re welcome. So, can we invite Sable now?”
“Only if you answer me this. Do you want her here just because you want to win or because you want her to stay in our lives?”
“I want her to be my mom.”
“Okay then.” Cash rolled his eyes. “Let’s not tell her that, though. Being a parent is a big responsibility, so I don’t want to pressure her. She needs to make that decision on her own.”
“She will,” Clover said with all the confidence in the world. “She likes me better than you.” He playfully shoved his dad and then raced across the room to escape his father’s retaliation.
“You can run!” Cash chuckled. “But you can’t hide. I know where you live.” He shook his head and stared at his phonefor a momentbefore finally hitting send.
Cash
There’s an Easter Egg Hunt at the museum tonight. Clover and I could use your help. Can you come?
His text had been barely delivered for thirty seconds when he got a reply.
Sable
Be there in 5. Time me.
“Is it too tight?” Sable asked as she strapped Clover into her harness. She’d nearly exploded out of her skin at Cash’s request for help with the Easter Egg Hunt, and gathering a small pack of supplies, she’d sailed over the rooftops to make it on time.
“I don’t think so,” he said. “Maybe a little right here.” He shoved his thumb below the strap on his waist to illustrate his point.
“That needs to be tight.” She playfully tugged his hair. “It’s so you don’t fall out and break your cute little head. If you’re too nervous, I can do it.”
“No, I want to try.”
“Okay. If you get scared, let us know, and we’ll lower you.”
“I won’t. I’m brave like Dad.”
“That you are.” Sable hit the controls, and the wires slowly hoisted Clover into the air. They were the only family to search the Precieux Exhibit so far.It seemed everyone wasafraid to disrupt the golden egg, but Sable had no such qualms. She’d had the idea to use her harness and pulley system to lift Clover to the ceiling, hoping the boy’s bird’s-eye view would help them find all the hidden Easter Eggs in this room. Based on Clover’s smile, their plan would pay off, but they had to hurry. It wouldn’t be long before others caught on.
“I see one there!” Clover pointed to the Precieux Egg’s display.
“Here?” Sable sauntered to it and reached for the precious gold.
“Really?” Cash deadpanned from where his towering height was pulling eggs out of a vent.
“What?” she teased with a cute shrug. “It’s an egg.”
Cash rolled his eyes, and she winked as she grabbed the toy his son had been referring to.
“Okay, Clover,” she called to the dangling kid who was having a grand time swinging above her head. “Where do I look next?”
With Clover’s sight and Sable’s resourceful skills, they cleared the room in a matter of minutes, and retrieving the boy from his flight, they left the exhibit bare just as another family rushed inside to check.
“How many did we get?” Sable slipped her arm through Cash’s.
