Page 51 of The Best Bad Decision

idk I haven’t been able to see him yet. Idk if that’s his choice or the docs. I’m only getting one word answers to my texts too… sooo… he’s prob not good

Moody prick

Katy

well shit.

Amie

send him our love though yeah?

ROO

yeah will do.

Just fucking sucks he finally came home but now he’s stuck in a hospital. Like he hasn’t had enough shit dealt.

I just miss my big brother

don’t mind me I’m hormonal

Katy

Bevans are strong af Roo, he’ll get through it. Especiallywith you on his side.

Lolo

yeah katys right roo

he’ll bounce back im sure

I love my job, I love my job.I repeat it to myself like a mantra as I put my phone down and return to packing. Maisy is lying on her belly in the middle of my bed, head at the foot end and her feet kicking in the air as she watches a pair of animated dinosaurs undertake a boating adventure on her tablet.Underwear. Pyjamas. Clothes. Shoes.I run through my mental packing checklist as I gather items from cupboards and drawers. I need to replace the brush head on my travel toothbrush, and refill the curl cream in my toiletry bag. I need to charge my work phone, and remember to pack the charger this time, too. I really need to buy a replacement after leaving one in a hotel room a few months ago. I like to have one to keep at home and one to leave in my bag—that way, I don’t have to remember to pack it every time.

I’m folding a sports bra and my favourite running leggings together when Maisy’s voice cuts into my consciousness.

“Mama?”

“Yes, angel girl?”

“Can we go for a boat?”

“You want to go on a boat? I’m sure we can work something out one day.”

“I go on a boat like Dylan and Dandy!”

“Are Dylan and Dandy on a boat?” I crane my neck from my seated position on the bedroom floor, trying to catch sight of the familiar green and yellow dinosaur twins. Sure enough, they’re in a smallwooden boat with a skull and crossbones flag raised. Naturally, it’s a dinosaur-shaped skull.

“They on a boat to find treasure! I find treasure, Mama?”

My heart could burst. Maisy’s tiny chin rests in her hands as she splits her gaze between me and the tablet screen, looking at me with an expression of awestruck wonder. Like I have the answers to all of the world’s troubles.If only I did, sweet girl.

“I bet you could find some treasure, Miss Mouse. In fact… I bet Aunty Lo knows the best place for a treasure hunt.” I scrunch my nose as I grin at her, grabbing my phone from beneath my open suitcase. I text with one hand and arrange my case with the other, using my chin to hold a packing cube still as I zip it closed.

Amie

@Lolo sorry babe Maisy wants to go on a treasure hunt…

Lolo

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