This week, we continue with 'Jordan's Second Chance'. Wynter's Nana has decided to finally reveal the truth of his past to him. I hope you enjoy this latest installment.
Happy reading,
TC
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Jordan’s Second Chance 2.1
Wynter
pressed his lips together as he glanced between Jordan and Nana. “I know the
both of you are keeping something from me and I’m tired of trying to figure it out. It makes me feel stupid.” Wynter hated exposing his emotions like
that, but he was tired of the guessing game. He wanted the truth.
Nana
looked at Jordan who gave a slight nod. “Very well. You may not like the
answers, but I’ll tell you all that I know. I only ask that you wait until
later, after the little one has been put to bed.”
Wynter nodded.
“Fair enough.”
“Good. Watch the
food, it’s almost done. I’ll be back in a little while.” Nana clapped her hands
and walked out of the kitchen, calling for Lucas to follow her.
Wynter watched the
pair leave and shook his head. He’d gone to Jordan’s place to get answers, but
somehow his Nana knew because she’d called Jordan and asked him not to say
anything without her present. Jordan had persuaded Wynter to return home and give
Nana a chance to explain by reminding him how much his Nana loved him and was
only trying to protect him. Wynter wondered when the two had had time to become
close enough to exchange phone numbers. He shook his head. Now was not the time. He’d figure that puzzle out later.
“Wynter! Wynter!
It’s burning!” Jordan yelled, running toward the wall oven and opening it.
Wynter gasped, rushing forward. He
began fanning the smoke that billowed out. Wynter grabbed the pan mitts,
pulling the darkened glass casserole dish out. The blackened meat sizzled with angry
accusation. Wynter groaned and waved a hovering Jordan away, turning the overhead fan on.
Nana was going to kill him! She’d asked him to watch the food because it was
almost ready, but he’d been too lost in thought. “Open the window,” Wynter
yelled over the loud blaring sound.
Jordan moved over to
the window next to the stove and opened it. “What’s going on in here?” Nana
cried out when she reached the kitchen doorway. She leaned against the archway
as she held her chest and panted.
“Nothing!” Wynter
yelled as he grabbed his cellphone. He input his code and breathed a sigh of
relief as the blaring stopped.
Nana seemed about
to say something but the home telephone interrupted her. She grabbed the phone
and answered it. She assured the person on the other end that everything was
fine and hung up. Expression stern, she gazed at Wynter. Embarrassed, Wynter dropped his head.
“Eww, gross! I’m
not eating that! I don’t have to, right, Dad?” Lucas asked.
Jordan’s face was
red as he bent over and howled with laughter. He held his side as he
gasped for breath. Wynter glared at him. He didn’t think it was that funny. He wasn’t
the first person to burn food. Wynter stuck his tongue out at Jordan, who
laughed harder.
Wynter rolled his
eyes and squatted in front of Lucas. “No, sweetie, you don’t have to eat this.
How would you like to eat pizza?”
“Yay! With pepperoni?”
Lucas asked, eager.
“Of course,
anything else?”
“No, thank you. I want
it! I want it, please!” Lucas bounced in place, his cherub cheeks rosy with excitement.
“I’ll order from
your favorite place,” Jordan said, his laughter now under control. Lucas leapt
toward his dad, his young predatory gaze intent as Jordan placed the order.
Wynter leaned
against the island and enjoyed the cozy atmosphere. Lucas and Jordan were
beginning to feel like home. Although his mind rebelled and said it was too
soon to feel this way, his leopard mewed its contentment. Wynter sighed and
decided to enjoy the moment, because he knew by the end of the
night, his world would change forever.
To be continued. .
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