#Chapter 253 – Three Against One

“You – you brought my son to visit my father in prison? Your prison? Which you didn’t tell me about?” My mouth hangs open in shock and horror.

“Um,” Victor says, bashful. “Well, yes. That’s…the gist of it.”

“Oh my god,” I breathe, putting a hand to my chest.

Ian turns to me then, realizing that something is not right. “What?” he asks, looking between us. “Did I do something bad?”

“No, Ian,” Victor says, sighing and sitting up on his elbows. “It’s nice of you to wonder about your grandfather being comfortable. I just didn’t have the chance to fill your mom in on all the details yet.”

“Didn’t have the chance?” I bite out, glaring at him. “Or the inclination?”

Victor gives me an even stare. “All right, Evelyn,” he says calmly. “I am sorry that I put it off, I could have told you this morning, or last night, or any time – but you have to admit, there were other things on both of our minds.”

I bite my lip, realizing that he is perhaps right. Slowly I nod, admitting that my accusation is a little unfair.

“He’s safe, he’s well,” Victor says softly. “Can we talk about it in a little bit? Perhaps after…” he nods towards the kids and then mimes being asleep.

“I know what that means, Dad,” Ian says dryly, hanging his head to the side. “You can just say it.”

Alvin comes into living room then, his arms full of food. “Know what what means?” he asks, curious.

us sitting on the floor. “Mom is mad because dad didn’t tell her that we went to visit grandpapa

raising his eyebrows and turning to me. “I

three of them.

a finger at all three of them in turn and giving them each a glare. “That’s it,” I say. “I’ve decided. I’m having eight more kids and they’re all going to be girls so that we can outnumber you boys. And then we’ll be the ones

and Ian go pale with horror,

it’s a fate worse than death. Alvin

and settles down next to me. “But if you don’t want that to happen, you all have to be very nice to me for

over to me with my options, which

in my ear, pressing a

to my family, thinking a little about the conversation that I had with Bridgette earlier. Perhaps there’s room

all, I’m

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his back, understanding.

basic exhaustion of a dad who also has an important job

nudging him towards our bedroom. “Let’s get you to

door and over to the bed, where he sits down. I pamper him a bit then, going to the closet and picking out a fresh pair of pajamas for him, murmuring sweet compliments to him as

the bathroom to brush my teeth and when I come back to bed, I turn off the light and curl up against my pillow, assuming he’s already asleep. I’m surprised, then, when Victor turns over

softly. “Are

I respond, curiously turning to look at him in the

about your dad, about our visit to the

face. “Thank you, baby, but you’re

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