Sam
I open the garage and begin collecting the items we will need to wash Claire's car. Heath stands back and watches me, crossing his arms over his chest when he figures out the plan.
"I doubt that washing Claire's car will make her happy, Dad." He argues, not lifting a finger to help, so I decide to make him, handing him an empty bucket.
"Squirt some of that blue wash into the bucket and go fill it with water," I order him, and to my surprise, he does as he's told, returning with a bucket full of suds. I'm even more surprised when he grabs a sponge, throws it in the water and then takes to the side of the car. "Good lad." I praise him.
"The quicker we get this over with, the sooner I can get back to my game." He tells me. Well, if that's his motivation to work, then so be it. "Wha
