TEN
On Shauna’s first day of school, Johnny made sure to make her feel as comfortable as possible. He woke up early to start slow-cooker chocolate oatmeal: oatmeal so dense with chocolate and spices, it tasted more like chocolate lava cake. Sara, Jen and I woke up at seven to the smell of chocolate and coffee.
“This tastes like an orgasm,” Sara said with a smile.
“What’s an orgasm?” Shauna asked
Remy appeared and kissed Sara’s neck. “An orgasm is the purest form of happiness.” He yawned as he stretched his back. “Sean, you’ll be happy to know I’ll be moving out.”
“Really,” I said, actually feeling my eyes light up. “You’re serious?”
Shauna held Remy. “No, please don’t go.”
“Shauna,” Jen cut in, “finish your breakfast. You need to get dressed.”
“I don’t want to go, I’m scared. Why c
