Flintkote
Copyright© 2020 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 50
Another thing. Tyche seems taller ... and she’s used to baby sitting.
So ... I cornered the Powers that Be ... I am pissed at Seven.
“What did you do?” I was NOT happy with my daughter.
“Foster parents. I couldn’t come back with you ... so I stayed.”
“I had you for FIVE years ... you could have at least said goodbye!”
And I gave That a minutes think. Another axe to grind...
‘Nother thing. Tyche should be nine ... we were there five years.”
“Yeah ... don’t ya just love the watch.” Not a question ... just a ton of sarcasm.
“No, I don’t ... but you didn’t get it at 12. Tyche is more of a daughter to me than you were ... Brat!” I said, “I think I’ll give it to her.”
“Are we having a mother daughter spat?” Seven said.
“I think so,” I said.
“‘lo mom,” Seven said.
“‘lo baby,” I held out my arms. She came to ‘em like she did when it stormed.
Seven hates lightning. Sometimes I think she thinks the real Powers that Be are going to get fed up ... and do her a mischief. She never steps over the line ... but she nudges it a good one every once in a while.
“By the time I was 12 I didn’t need a watch.”
No matter what year it is now ... Seven was sprung from my loins ... in New Zealand ... in 1973 ... OMG ... Seven is FORTY-SEVEN ... and I am 22. My head is spinning after THAT revelation.
ERK She was born 25 years before I was!
“Bye mom.” <Ooo that’s gonna leave a lump>
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