THEO
“Hey, Dad?”
“Yeah, buddy?”
“Did you say something mean to Miss Cruise?”
I looked up from the scrambled eggs I was making for breakfast with a wince.
Ava didn’t say a word to me the day after our almost kiss. I was on the icy end of her silent treatment the day after that, too, and the day after that. It was Friday now, and I supposed that even my son could pick up on the tension when he got in the car. I really didn’t mean for him to be subjected to this awkward situation, yet here we were.
“Everything’s fine,” I assured him. “Her car’s still broken. She might be upset about that.”
Cory frowned, unconvinced. “She must really like that car.”
“They’re expensive. Some people can get really attached. You’ll understand when you have your own one day.”
My son shrugged and dug into
