“So, Spazz, sounds like we’re hanging out tonight,” I joked.
“Oh, no. If we have to face Nana’s wrath, so do you two,” Landon said.
“What? Why me?” Spazz asked. “Of all the people in this truck, I’m the least to blame for upsetting Nana.”
“That’s exactly why you need to be there. She’ll love you and Game. Then, we’ll give her the baby and hope for the best,” Landon said.
The rest of the day was a whirlwind of activity as Blakely and Landon got ready for Nana and Papa’s impending arrival. I was worried she was doing too much, but she assured me she wasn’t.
“When are they supposed to be here?” Blakely asked.
“She didn’t say. She called me around ten and said they were on their way. We can probably figure it out if you know where they were coming from,” Landon said.
“They were in Destin, Florida. How far away is that?”
“Around seven hours, but that’s without stopping or traffic,” Spazz said.
“They’ll definitely stop a few times. So, the earliest they could get here would be six or seven,” Blakely guessed.
As it turned out, her grandparents pulled into her driveway a little after eight. It was close to Kalen’s bedtime, but thankfully, he was still awake and seemed to be in a good mood.
Blakely’s grandmother walked in and went right to her with her arms wide open but stopped short when she saw Blakely’s face. “I knew something was wrong. What happened?” she asked and proceeded forward to hug her granddaughter.
“She has broken ribs,” I blurted.
Mrs. Collins wrapped her arms around Blakely’s shoulders and gently embraced her. “Are you okay, sweetheart?”
“For the most part. My ribs will take a while to heal, but they’re much better than they were.”
“Good. Now, introduce me to your friends. You can tell me everything while I make us all something to eat. I hope y’all are hungry.”
“I am,” Landon said.
“You always are,” she said and laughed. “Come here, my other errant child, and give me a hug.”
Landon smiled sheepishly and did as she asked. When he stepped to the side, Blakely started with the introductions.
“Nana, this is my boyfriend, Grant. And this is Landon’s boyfriend, Lance,” she said.
“It’s nice to meet you both. Please, call me Nana,” she said and set about giving both of us a welcoming hug.
Blakely turned to give Landon a pointed look. He disappeared into the living room and returned moments later carrying Kalen. “And this is Kalen.”
Nana’s mouth dropped open in shock. “Where in the world did he come from?”
“It’s a long story, Nana,” Blakely said.
“Well, you better get to telling it. I’m about out of patience,” she said sternly.
“What’s that?” Landon asked and lowered his ear to Kalen. “You want Nana to hold you?” He sidled up to Nana and passed her the baby.
She softened immediately. “He sure is cute.” She cooed at Kalen and ran her hand over his head. Then, she gave Blakely and Landon a knowing look. “Nice try, but the cute baby won’t save you.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Landon said, feigning innocence.
“Where’s Papa?” Blakely asked.
“He was getting the RV hooked up, but he should have been in here by now,” Nana said.
