CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED and THIRTY-SIX
“Jill’s not in a great place,” Sandy said.
“It’s Katy,” Jacob said. “Katy’s been out of her mind lately.”
Sandy tilted her head to the side.
“Oh, I see, you’re saying that Katy’s off because Jill’s not in a good place,” Jacob said. “Good to know. Thanks.”
Sandy smiled at him.
“I’ll do what I can,” Jacob said. “Wish me luck.”
“Good luck,” Sandy said.
Jacob grinned at Sandy, and she smiled. She’d just packed up all of the toys, sunscreen, water bottles, books, towels, and general “stuff” left by two teenagers, herself and Rachel Ann. Aden came up. He picked up her full bag.
“How is she?” Aden asked.
“She got oberwelp’d,” Sandy said with a smile. “She just needs a little sleep.”
Aden grinned at Sandy. He bent down and picked up their daughter.
“Where are the kids?” Aden asked.
“I think they’re in the room,” Sandy said. “It’s been a big day of sun and friends.”
Sandy and Aden started into the hotel. They walked passed Abi and her twins on their way to the barbecue. She waved, and they continued down the hotel hallway.
“How was Noelle’s time with Margaret’s grandfather?” Aden asked.
“Good, I think,” Sandy said. “She’s … Well …”
“Oberwelp’d?” Aden asked.
“Exactly,” Sandy said. “Nash came in from his run with Nadia and then had time to have a little meltdown. In private. Nadia doesn’t know.”
“Should I …?” Aden pointed toward the room where Charlie and Tink were staying.
“No, he’s in the room. The lights are off and the a/c is going full blast,” Sandy said. “They’re where they need to be. Luckily, Charlie was there to help when Nash lost it. Nash’s resting now.”
“What’s going on with Nash?” Aden asked.
Sandy’s eyes flicked to Aden. He raised his eyebrows and she nodded.
“The deadly disease of oberwelp’d has taken down another Norsen,” Aden said.
Sandy chuckled. Wanda and Ivy came rushing down the hallway past them.
“Wanda looks …” Aden stopped talking.
Sandy looked at him.
“Can I say that she looks great?” Aden asked. “Is that bad? In appropriate?”
“She does look great,” Sandy said. “Happy.”
Her eyes flicked to him.
“Right,” Aden said. “Happy. Erik’s here but Edith’s is on bed rest.”
“Twins on the way,” Sandy said.
“You think we should have another?” Aden asked and looked at her.
Sandy held her hand up, palm facing him.
“Oberwelping?” Aden asked.
Sandy laughed. They stopped at their door.
“Ready for some teen angst?” Sandy asked.
“You mean we can’t just go next door to our quiet, lovely tatty hotel room and lock the adjoining door?” Aden asked.
Sandy shook her head.
“Lead on, brave woman,” Aden said. “Lead on.”
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…
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