Lana
“Come on, boys. I’m the one that has to drive us home, and it’s getting late.” I said, calling as I stood in front of Mom’s house by the front door.
“We’re coming, Mama. Grandmama asked us to take some cookies with us.” Rory answered me from inside the house and I shook my head in laughter. Of course, she said that.
She had fed them sugary things to last them a year already. I could already see Rory’s face when I insist he finished his carrots, and hear Riley’s grunt as I insist he ate all the red beans on his plate.
“Just hurry up.” I said, before walking to my car, getting in their bags, and toys. I sighed, folding my arms across my chest, my back pushed against the driver side door.
As I waited for them to come out of Mom’s house, my thoughts went to Landon, and I wondered
