Indigo
Two years later...
Iset the stepstool on the floor of our brand new, blinged-out closet, and raised one foot just as Mina bellowed, “Mama!”
“In here!” My heart sang at the sound of her little voice, and I walked back into my bedroom to find her flopping onto my bed.
Jekyll had built us the most amazing home in Colorado Springs with six bedrooms, five bathrooms, a den, and a full basement that was perfect for a kid’s playroom. It also had an area that was unfinished, and Jekyll suggested we turn it into a place for my dad and his new wife if they ever got to the stage where they needed it.
Jekyll’s capacity for love seemed to multiply every day, and I was so proud to call him my husband.
“What’s up, Buttercup?” I asked, as Mina sat up and huffed. She was about to turn nine and her little girl attitude was always pegged to eleven.
“When’s Dad gonna be home?”
I cupped her chin. “In about an hour. Why?”
She shrugged.
“What’s going on in that brave and pretty head?”
“I need to talk to Dad.”
“If you have it in your mind that Daddy’s going to beat the crap out of someone for you, I’d stow that.”
She rolled her eyes. “No, it’s not that. He’s already scared Trevor’s dad so bad, all the boys avoid me now.”
Mina had a run-in with a bully and since it was illegal for Jekyll to threaten a minor, he threatened his dad instead and Mina was suddenly no longer harassed... by anyone.
“He’ll be happy to know that.”
“I’m not gonna have to move out, right?” she whispered.
“What? No! Why would you think that?”
“Because you’re gonna have a baby.”
“Which means, you’re gonna have another brother or sister.”
