JULIA
Evan and I looked at Andy with wide eyes. I cleared my throat and carried him in my arms. I sat back down on the couch and placed him on top of my lap.
“What do you mean by that, bub? You want me together with Heath?”
“Yes, Mr. Heath!” he exclaimed, holding his plushie tighter. “He said he has a lot of cars.”
Evan cleared his throat and scooted closer to us, his eyes wide like a little kid.
“I have plenty of cars, too, Andy,” he said, wanting to be acknowledged.
However, Andy brushed him off.
“He also has the same color of hair as my favorite color—yellow!”
Evan pursed his lips. “Do you want me to dye my hair? I’ve been thinking of going blonde these days.”
I chuckled. However, my smile quickly fell when the sight of a blonde Evan came to mind. It was definitely… dan
