All.
“Well, we have to find another tutor. The kids need to get their education. I wouldn’t want them to turn out like turnips. They already have enough going against them. I’m their mom, and they have a pack of dads.”
No one there believed that.
Elizabeth was a damn good mom, and the kids were lucky. In fact, they were incredibly smart children, and that’s what got EJ and CJ in trouble.
Curiosity killed the kid.
“Like I said, we’ve already begun the hunt for the new teacher. We’ll start vetting.”
Saint smiled.
“I can teach them—,” he began, and was cut off.
By whom?
Ivan.
“Absolutely nothing,” Ivan said. “You wore your shirt backward yesterday. You’ve taken a few big booms near your head. Crayon munching one-oh-one is not in the curriculum.”
Saint laughed.
“That shirt thing was intentional. I was trying to see if…nah, it was backward because Winn molested me in a closet, and it was dark. I’m not even going to lie. No one’s believing anything I say anyway.”
She found that amusing.
Who hadn’t had that happen? That’s why she liked V-neck shirts. You always knew immediately when you were wearing it backward.
When Uriel handed her another cookie, she smiled at him.
“Thank you, Honey,” she said.
He winked.
“No problem, Mom. I am your favorite now that Michael bailed on us. Shame on him, by the way.”
She snorted.
The people in her family were crazy, and this was the proof. Now, as of late, they were fighting over who was her favorite.
“I don’t play favorites. I hate Ivan the most.”
He found her funny, and flipped her off with two birds—not one.
“Anyway, anything else?” she asked, needing to get this done too. Maybe she’d get out of here at a decent time, after all. That would be nice.
Ivan shook his head.
“Just that the team is heading in, which is wild since you have the day off, and all of you are here.”
She corrected him.
It needed to be said.
“I haveNOdays off, andDamascusis boring as hell for me. If I stay home, the kids don’t focus on schoolwork, and I need those boys to get educated so they know how to break out of Leavenworth—or not break the law in the first place.”
They all laughed.
