Chapter 89

Alex and Aurora: Age over 6 years

GABRIEL

I watched as Alex stomped his feet, frustrated about something I couldn’t quite point at.

“I don’t like this?” He muttered under his breath, watching the leg he had been building for days. He was always low on patience, and lego was definitely not his choice of toy but Sophia and me had gotten it on purpose, hoping to instil some

calm in him.

He wasn’t too happy about the impromptu gift we had gotten hien but had been building it any way to not break his mother’s heart.

1 blinked, looking at the hundred pieces car set.

“I think it’s alright,” I comment from behind, “Just the door seems a little off. You might want to remove that black piece and interchange it with the red one.”

Alex looks at both the pieces as if taking in my suggestion with a lot of consideration before he picks up the toy and throws it down with so much force, all pieces fall apart. Then, he grins

I shake my head, sighing.

Zach, who had been watching the scene unfold with amused eyes, laughs, his head falling back.

He only shuts up when I glare at him. It’s a rule Sophia and I had made, to not laugh when he does something like this in case he takes it as encouragement. ⠀

“Why would you do that, Alex?” I ask.

“You said it was alright.

“Yeah. Alright’s a good thing”

“But, his eyebrows furrow, “Miss Mary taught us in class that alright is average.”

“Average is good, I add again.

“No.” He announces, “I don’t like average. I want to be the best.”

I shake my head again and my best friend grins. “Your son,” Zach’s smile was so wide, it showed all his teeth, “No patern test needed.”

I glare at him.

He shrugs. “A wanna-be perfectionist who would stop at

I roll my eyes. “I am a natural perfectionist. Don’t be

He blows some air out

“Hey Alex, Zach calls.

the scrambled lego pieces

never

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you want to be

“A fireman.”

Zach comments,

you on fire.

spreads on my lips was so instant that I don’t think I I can even discipline him

huh?” I smirk.

out

He stomps his foot. “So I will be the kind of fireman who lights you

me. ‘Children usually love me. Why is

the

me again, “Can I light Miss Mary on fire if she tells me again that I shouldn’t be playing

him, my voice firm. Flashbacks from when Damien started a fire in the school when he wanted a half day cloud my

son shakes his

Zach on fire, he’ll

Inod

won’t do

him, “Now,

eyelashes. “But even you can’t call Skye my cousin. She’s not my sister, and she gets very upset when you

don’t mind if

shoulders, attention shifting back to the

like your son.” Zach mused. “He wants to protect

smirk. “You know him. He

his

okay.” I

wife and them in the park, and Alex runs to

older than him till he leaves the third swing, and how Alex grins

her hand at her

terrible mother for allowing that? Freckles

Ronan commands my attention in his adorable little voice. “Mama said no

kids who calls me dada. The other two upgraded to Dad a

ruffling his brown hair. These are the big kid swings. How about I hold you for a bit and let you swing? Do you want to

did it once when the twins were little but somehow managed to end up getting her hair stuck in the ropes, and she swore never

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