Chapter 11
Parenting Is Not A Verb
The momentary quiet spell at Bronte Beach on Saturday morning was broken by the sound of a buffed fitness coach screaming at his boot camp: ‘Get a move on!’
Laurie stood at his usual spot on the headland where twice a week he met Chad for their early morning run. It was a chance to download and burn off some stress. As soon as Chad arrived they grinned and saluted each other.
“Captain.”
“Commissar.”
They set off, pounding the pavement on the coastal path to North Bondi. Most mornings they just shot the breeze, talking football and work. Laurie didn’t tell his journalist friend about his clients, and Chad didn’t ask.
“Hey, I’ve been thinking we should train for the New York Marathon next year,” Laurie said. “We need a challenge.”
“A marathon, you r
