Lizzie looked up and smiled. Tasha smiled back as she decided she had been very quick to assume Jim might have discussed any future marriage with his daughter.
Tasha smiled as the texting headed straight into sexting. She looked up to find Lizzie staring at her and smiling.
She giggled as she replied.
While she was waiting for him to reply she had a message from Lizzie.
Tasha stared at it and although Lizzie was next to her, she replied by text.
She noticed there was a message from Jim now.
There was another message from Lizzie.
God it was like talking to James.
Lizzie looked up at her and laughed which made Tasha laugh too.
“I have to get some books for school and then I am done. Should we call Mike?” asked Lizzie.
“It seems a shame to make him come back down here when we could get a cab.”
This was something else that seemed alien to Tasha. Waiting for someone else to transport you, a driver, an employee paid to pick you up, taking you from A to B when there was public transport available or even a cab. At home she had her own car and enjoyed driving, it gave her further independence which was something she valued highly.
“But Daddy doesn’t like cabs.”
“Why not?”
Lizzie shrugged with an expression that suggested she had never asked herself the question or queried her father’s judgement in this.
“Let’s get your books and then we’ll get a cab. Give Mike a break, but I need to reply to your dad before we go, okay?”
“Sure, I’m going to the bathroom.”
Tasha watched her walk away. She needed to be remember Lizzie appeared to tell James everything and followed his instructions to the letter. She replied to his text imagining how much of a minefield having Lizzie for a step-daughter had been for Jim’s wives.
A reply was almost instantaneous
She really did tell him everything.
