Carol is being such a brat. I understand she hates shots and all, but who doesn't? She has used more expletives than I have heard in the longest while now. She is just making a face and sitting with Ana, on the back seat. She even snapped at Ana when she tried to cheer her up. Christian is protecting Carol from my wrath it seems.
We stop for ice creams.
"Which one would you like to have, girls?"
"I'll have a chocolate!" That's Grey. I stare at him. He grins. He loves ice cream.
"I'll have bubble gum, daddy!" Ana says and looks at me. Did she call me daddy? I look at Grey. Everyone seems oblivious.
"You sweetheart?" I ask Carol.
"I don't want any." She makes a face. I know she likes mint. I'll get her that. I get two chocolates for me and Grey and the flavors for the girls. Everyone l
