“By all means, let’s watch.” Her attention turned back to the movie, even though he knew she wasn’t really interested either. Her arms stayed crossed, and she frowned. Then she yawned. Dramatically.
“Are you really so bored?” he asked.
She nodded. “They need to blow up a lot more automobiles to hold my attention.”
He pulled his phone from his pocket and held it out for her. “Do you want to playCandy Crushon my phone until the next car chase?”
“Do you haveCrossy Roadinstead?”
“What’s wrong withCandy Crush?”
“You just bonk two candies together. It’s boring.”
“Are you kidding me?” He did haveCrossy Road, too, butCandy Crushwas better. “It’s crushing candies together.”
“I can’t help if it feels more like a bonk.” She lifted her eyebrows. “Fine. Give me the phone.”
She reached for it, but he snapped it out of her grip before she could make contact. “No prank calling my brothers.”
She didn’t miss a beat, saying, “Can I snoop through your email, then?”
There wasn’t anything interesting there, but still… “Are you going to use the information you gather for good or for evil?”
Her expression was one of pure cartoon evil. How did she do that?
“I haven’t decided,” she said ominously.
He tucked his phone back in his pocket. “Then I’m afraid I can’t give my blessing.”
“I can always downloadCandy Crushon my phone, you know.”
“Ah, but I can give you level seventeen-hundred-and-forty-four.” Uh-huh, he played a good amount ofCandy Crushwhile he waited for his boys.
“Are you two gonna hush up?” Molly’s neighbor lady—Agnes, yes Agnes was her name—glanced at them over the back of her seat.
Molly pointed at him. “It’s his fault.”
He shook his head and ran his palm over his face. “We’ll be quiet.”
“Dad?” Kellan asked from Gavin’s right.
Gavin jumped. Where had he come from? “What, kiddo?”
Kellan had an authentic glint of fear in his eyes that made Gavin sit up taller.
The other two boys were milling in the aisle. They’d clearly gotten bored with the show, too.
“I think I might’ve accidentally put a Skittle up my nose,” Kellan said.
Might’ve? Accidentally?
Given the terror in his son’s expression, Gavin would put money that there was nomight’veoraccidentallyabout it.
Chapter Eleven
“You know your child better than anyone!” —Tania, Queensland, Australia
Gavin
