Shooting range
“So how’s your day sweetheart?” I ask Noal

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The phone is between my shoulder and eat I was trying to maximize by talking to him while doing some cleaning. It wasn’t an easy but at least my shoulder was doing so much better now.

“It’s awesome“” he shouts through the phone almost bursting my ent drums “We just had ice cream and now we are going to the slides, they have slides here and they lead straight to the

ocean”

His excited chanter makes me happy. His happines in my happiness The fact that he is safe and enjoying himself was enough for me.

“That’s great baby…see, I told you that you would have lots of fun”

Giving up on cleaning, I take a seat on the couch. It would be better to finish talking to him first.

“What about you mommy, how’s your weekend?”

What could I say? It was boring as hell. My eight year old son was having more fun than I was. I didn’t have anywhere to go or anyone to hang out with since I had no friends.

My colleagues used to invite me to things but they stopped after I kept turning them down Deep inside I knew they invited me as a formality, because I was there when they were inviting others. Not because they genuinely want to know me or hang out with me.

“Uh, it’s okay…just doing some cleaning” I murmur

I hear him sigh. “Mom, you need to go out and have fun like I am. Since I’m not there, I don’t want you to stay at home all alone”

Why the hell did I feel so chastised right now?

“I will, I just have to finish my chores first” I lie.

After cleaning I would probably just watch a movie and drown myself in junk food. Or I would just catch up on sleep. Both options didn’t seem that bad.

“Fine…I have to go mommy, Pa is calling for me”

“Okay my love, talk to you at night”

“Bye, and grandma says hi to you”

Noah calls mother grandma and used to call father grandpa. As for Rowan’s parents, he calls them

Pa and Ma

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“That’s good be careful on the slides” I say, completely ignoring the greetings from my supposed

mother.

He hangs up after that. Good thing he’s so excited about the slides to realize I ignored his

grandmother’s greetings. Noah is usually in tune and nothing escapes his notice. A character he got from his father, but not today. Today his mind was completely on having fun.

the biology essays of

my subject being the best

when my phone rings. My heartbeat lurches when I see Ethan’s name

unsure, part of me afraid that he had dialed

you

it hadn’t been a mistake like I

“Not particularly, why?”

told you aren’t at the station’s shooting range.

together”

None of the things he

I be at a shooting

family is there. They were all advised to train in shooting and

just in case they ever got

guess it did make sense. I mean having a gun when dealing

told me about this but I couldn’t bring myself to care. They

themselves for all

up?” Ethan asks

to do. Plus this could be fun. Not to mention that I get to hang out

again.

“Sure”

there in ten

up and I rush to my bedroom to

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like he

to become an officer

and I felt at ease around him. It was nice.

around another adult for a

by a cop”

frown, a bit surprised. “That would turn

my dad wasn’t a good man and

for selling illegal firearms I was actually relieved. Seeing

made me want to do

living in a safe

goes quiet but I can tell there was something more. The way

let me know that his father wasn’t just

who had really

parents. Abuse was abuse. Whether it was physical

emotional.

what made you

myself back but I find myself opening up to him, something

surprise.

I was neglected as

me when I needed a hug, supported me.

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