Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 96

“I can’t accept this.”

“Think of it as a loan, sweetheart,” Blossom insisted, her voice warm and soothing like a cup of chamomile tea. “When you’re back on your feet, you can pay me back. Also, cancel that Airbnb you’re staying at and come live with me. I’ve got a three–bedroom house with two rooms gathering dust. This way, I get to see my godsons every day, and I won’t be so lonely. It’s a win–win.”

Elysia’s heart swelled with emotion. She nodded, her words failing to capture the depth of her gratitude. “Thanks, Blossom,” she murmured, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders.

“Mommy, Godmother, come play with us!” Evan called out to them, his voice echoing in the excitement of the arcade.

The two women exchanged a knowing smile and followed the sound of his laughter.

Elysia’s spirits were buoyed by her best friend’s generosity. Her biggest worry had been the kids‘ schooling, and now, with Blossom’s help, that concern was alleviated.

“Ah-”

A sudden shriek pierced the air.

Emmett had been pushed off a kiddie motorcycle by another little boy and landed with a thud on the carpeted floor. The usurper had already mounted the bike Emmett was riding, his hands gripping the handlebars, a triumphant ‘vroom vroom‘ escaping his lips, oblivious to the injustice he’d just committed.

sight. He marched. over and gave the boy a shove, sending him tumbling to the ground,

nerve! Who do you think you are, picking on my brother?” Evan’s voice was fierce, his protective

burst into tears as he cried out, “Mommy, mommy,

woman hurried over, scooping up her son in her arms. “Oh, my poor baby, where did you get hurt? Tell mommy where

bum, it hurts,” he wailed, rubbing his backside.

as a knife, “You little brat, how

undeterred, stood his ground. “You’re the brat, and so is your

hand flew up, ready to strike, but Elysia

mid–air.

no–50

her, Elysia glared at the

do you think you’re doing?”

I doing? Your kid pushed mine, are you blind? As his guardian, you should teach him some manners. This is a public place, the rides are

started it? My son Emmett was playing peacefully. until your son pushed him off. Who’s the one lacking manners now?”

“Do you know who I am to talk to me like that?”