Wes grunted but said nothing, so Adam said, “I’m going to make some coffee and hot chocolate. I’ll be back in a few minutes.
Wes looked at Lucas critically, before saying, “So you’re the reason I’ll be going to Grandma and Grandad every other week from now on.”
“What? Why?”
“That’s what they’ve told me. You’re why I had to go to them last weekend, and why Dad won’t take me to the medieval fair, for which he got tickets ages ago, so they’ve said they’ll take me. Even though I can see they don’t want to.”
“Your dad was in hospital last weekend,” Lucas exclaimed. Then, with a dawning sense of guilt, he realised Wes hadn’t known. He hurriedly added, “But he’s all right now!” but it was too late, Wes had rushed out of the room.
He heard Wes saying to Adam, “Lucas says you were hurt. What happened? Are you okay now?”
“I’m all right now,” Adam replied, “but I have to take things a bit easy for a while, that’s all. Your grandparents said it would be better if you weren’t told. Let’s take the tray through so we can have our drinks.”
“There are four mugs. And only three of us.”
“Yes, but Lucas won’t be able to decide whether to have coffee or hot chocolate, so I’ve made him both.”
As Adam entered the room he stumbled, and Lucas grabbed the tray and put it on the table.
“You could have called, and I’d have carried it for you,” Lucas said.
“Is your leg why I have to go to the medieval fair with Grandma and Grandad next week?” Wes asked.
“I told them I’d still take you, but they thought you’d enjoy it more with them,” Adam replied. “I won’t be able to stand for as long.”
“I can come, if that will help,” Lucas said. “But only if Wes is happy with that.”
“I’d like that very much,” Wes said. “I like you. You’re honest with me.”
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Date: 2021-08-12 07:17 pm (UTC)Wes grunted but said nothing, so Adam said, “I’m going to make some coffee and hot chocolate. I’ll be back in a few minutes.
Wes looked at Lucas critically, before saying, “So you’re the reason I’ll be going to Grandma and Grandad every other week from now on.”
“What? Why?”
“That’s what they’ve told me. You’re why I had to go to them last weekend, and why Dad won’t take me to the medieval fair, for which he got tickets ages ago, so they’ve said they’ll take me. Even though I can see they don’t want to.”
“Your dad was in hospital last weekend,” Lucas exclaimed. Then, with a dawning sense of guilt, he realised Wes hadn’t known. He hurriedly added, “But he’s all right now!” but it was too late, Wes had rushed out of the room.
He heard Wes saying to Adam, “Lucas says you were hurt. What happened? Are you okay now?”
“I’m all right now,” Adam replied, “but I have to take things a bit easy for a while, that’s all. Your grandparents said it would be better if you weren’t told. Let’s take the tray through so we can have our drinks.”
“There are four mugs. And only three of us.”
“Yes, but Lucas won’t be able to decide whether to have coffee or hot chocolate, so I’ve made him both.”
As Adam entered the room he stumbled, and Lucas grabbed the tray and put it on the table.
“You could have called, and I’d have carried it for you,” Lucas said.
“Is your leg why I have to go to the medieval fair with Grandma and Grandad next week?” Wes asked.
“I told them I’d still take you, but they thought you’d enjoy it more with them,” Adam replied. “I won’t be able to stand for as long.”
“I can come, if that will help,” Lucas said. “But only if Wes is happy with that.”
“I’d like that very much,” Wes said. “I like you. You’re honest with me.”