Chapter 8
“Christina? Wake up, it’s me.” You hear someone whispering to
you.
“Isaac?” You whisper back as you open your eyes and smile with the
realization that is was him. “Who won paintball?”
“Zac did, he always does. Where is everyone?” He asks you as he takes Zoë
from your arms. You set up on the edge of the couch rubbing the sleep from your eyes.
“Well, your Mom and Dad wanted to go shopping somewhere with Jessica and
Avery , I don’t remember where, so I said I would stay here with Zoë and Mackie.” You
point to the chair where Mackie had fallen asleep a short time ago.
“Oh. Hey, Ashley is having a party tonight and wanted to know if we would go.
Do you want to?” He asks you as he rocks Zoë back and forth. She starts to cry and
you take her back from him and she stops.
“Ummm.... yeah, if you give me time to get ready." You tell him.
“There will be no parents there. Is that okay?” He
asks you, to make sure one more time.
“That is fine. But will your Mom let us go?”
“Yeah, we just won’t tell her about it unless she asks afterwards.” He tells you
and you give him the ‘look.’
“I am not lying to your Mom. You can tell her that, I won’t be apart of it.” You
lightly kiss Zoë’s bald head and start heading upstairs to but her in her crib, Isaac
follows you.
“Don’t worry about it, she won’t care.” He reassures you.
Chapter 9
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