“Mommy, when are you going to come back?” came Ellie's voice from the other end of the line.
Then, the three other younger children began butting in. “Aunt Charlotte, Aunt Charlotte, come back quickly to tell us bedtime stories!”
“All right. Aunt Charlotte will be back soon. I'm on my way,” Charlotte coaxed gently. “Shower first, okay? Then you can wait for me to come back to tell you stories.”
“Okey-dokey!” the three children sang in unison.
“Mommy, are you with Daddy?” Even Jamie had come over to ask. “Will you be coming back together? Could you ask Daddy if he can bring my Transformers over?”
“We won't—”
“Of course,” Zachary interrupted. “We'll be there in half an hour. I'll bring your Transformers over.”
“Okay, thanks, Daddy!” Jamie cheered.
“My laptop too, Daddy,” Robbie reminded. “I've forgotten about it this afternoon because I was in a rush.”
“Got it,” Zachary said to the children. Unbeknownst to him, the look on his face had softened. “Shower first. Daddy will be there soon.”
“Okay. Bye, Daddy.”
“Daddy, Mommy, we'll be waiting for you.”
“All right.”
After the call ended, the gentle smiles remained on their faces until they looked at each other. Almost immediately, their expressions turned solemn.
“Who told you to say yes to them? I didn't agree to let you come to my house,” Charlotte hissed out.
“Then are you planning to walk back?” Zachary retorted.
“I...” It was then Charlotte recalled that she was not driving; She and Lupine were riding Zachary's car.
“So what?” Charlotte then turned to Lupine and instructed, “Call Morgan and tell her to pick us up.”
“Understood,” Lupine answered as she took out her phone.
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