RHEA
My eyes scan through the message. I smiled, slipping the phone back into my pocket. Training starts now. I could almost hear it in Bear's voice, the authoritative caption, the one he used when passing out instructions.
I opened up the apartment door, stepped inside, took off my jacket while Rowan ran inside, plopping back on the sofa.
"Now, young man, look here," I start.
He giggles, picking it up from there.
"Take it over to your room,"I say,
"Yes, Mommy."
He smiles, racing up the stairs. I open my mouth to tell him not to run but to close it back. What was the use?
I move over to the kitchen, opening the refrigerator, scanning through the contents. Lashing out a curse under my breath—it was almost empty. And now I know that I'll have to go back to fill it up, probably in a
