Page 49 of Single Dad Sundays


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Gwynning: Glit, xV… do you work for Synecta’s medical trials department?

xVerity: I do.

xVerity: I believe Glit was independently contracted through a third-party employer.

GlitterDoctor: Mhmm, although I do most of my work for Synecta

GlitterDoctor: There’s not really any other big pharmaceutical company in Aurora, and since I have my cushy ethics job, my options are pretty limited

GlitterDoctor: I could set up a practice somewhere, I guess, and give the “real doctor” thing a try, but the hours I work a week are sensible, and I don’t want to up my workload when I could be with Parker instead

TeenDad2: <3

TeenDad2: Sweet baby

KnotMyProblem: So do you guys think it’s at all suspicious that you’re all connected in strangely similar ways?

Gwynning: It’s a small world, Knot. There are coincidences everywhere if you look hard enough

KnotMyProblem: But coincidences THIS big?

KnotMyProblem: And it’s not only that so many of us have similar jobs

KnotMyProblem: all of us are technically family if you think about it

KnotMyProblem: Doesn’t that feel a little TOO neatly wrapped up? Like maybe someone is pulling the strings behind the curtains somewhere?

TeenDad2: What about xV? :( he’s not related to any of us

KnotMyProblem: Oh, don’t you worry, TD

KnotMyProblem: In a couple years news will break that xV is actually Gwynn’s long-lost brother or some shit and then we’ll be one big happy Single Dad family

TeenDad2: I hope so!

xVerity: Sorry to disappoint you, Knot, but I’m not Gwynn’s brother.

KnotMyProblem: I don’t know if you get to decide that. That sounds like something the universe calls the shots on

KnotMyProblem: And by universe, I mean the “author”

GlitterDoctor: Knot, I’m gonna come pay you a house call

GlitterDoctor: You’ve been increasingly alarmed over this whole author thing for the last few weeks

KnotMyProblem: You would be, too, if you knew what I do!

Gwynning: Say hi to Matthew and the kids for me, Glit

GlitterDoctor: Of course

KnotMyProblem: No need

KnotMyProblem: I’ll play nice for now

KnotMyProblem: My brother is working on something that’ll prove to you that I’m not blowing smoke up your ass. Until then, I’ll let it drop

KnotMyProblem: But just you wait until the day I blow the lid off this X-Files case. Mulder, eat your heart out. Knot’s running this bitch now.