My Boys: Tug of War

buy that phone Eve had been harping on and on about. At least it would keep

all the possibilities a swarm of kids exited the school. A

his son's hand in a vice grip. He rolled down his win

Yesterday the boys were picked up late, and by a taxi that is un

slow emphasis on every word was the only in

ped into her black open-toed sandals. Her sandals reminded Troy of a cross between Roman gladiators and sho

is wife's abandonment of the sweet boys was alright?' She tried

someone to take them home. Although we do not have any staff or students who live in

've been with the boys in time to get her to the hospital. Instead, he found her

ather know that he was coming home by cab. By the time the boys ha

ngerously calm despite the scowl on his face. Troy spotted Mic

voice. "It is unfortunate that as we speak my wife lies, hopefully conscious, in hospital. She co

to the car with a

he retreating car. Sensing their father's unpleasant mood, the boys looked at one another and

drove past almost as if committing them to memory. Troy smiled to him

really in the mood for small talk. His thoughts of evading her were cut sh

behind us!" Michael

he car! Please?" Jef

p," Michael snorted as he pulled out his cel

see Mummy. We're going to Floribunda to get her flowers, th

eyebrow. Why w

first. Gram Tee is meeting us there." Mich

t's not what

ady told Gram we're meeting her there so either you call h

left as he mused how much his eldest son was like his wif

the sake of the boys. He loved his mother-in-law, but she love

pleasure known to him heatedly when they were alone; this was a colossal mess-up

ressure, but he knew it wouldn't cut it this time. The boys, rather, M

xplained to their grandmother why each item was important. As the teller rang up the i

ael quizzing Troy on his flower selection. The closer t

k a deep breath taking in the hospital's extensive gr

of fruit and assorted goodies the boys had bought, he saw the impatience i

flowers and took another bag. As they walked into the elevato

ed his little brother, "Hey Jeff, doesn't Dad look like a

e from his right side and smiled

funny?" T

ter, chubby Michael J