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puts her hand on his chest and her tits on his arm.
    “It’s going to be nice to have such a strong and capable man living next door.” Ali purrs to him.
    I get this strange feeling in my stomach and chest. All I want to do is rip Ali and her tits away from him.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 3
     
    Lyric
     
    Now
     
     
        I call down to the kids that dinner’s done. I ask them to wash their hands and come up. I had to clean up after we wrote letters to their daddy. I put the letters in envelopes and sent the kids to play as I started dinner. I make sure that we seat at the table ever night and talk about our day. I never had that growing up. I want them to know that what they have to say and how their day was is important to me. I hear the pitter patter of their little feet coming up the stairs.
    “What’s for dinner?” Jamie and Jazz ask at the same time.
    They look at each other and yell jinx and then double jinx. I laugh and shake my head and tell them to take their seats. I bring their plates to them and they look at what I made. Jamie scrunches up his nose and loos at me.
    “Trees again momma. You know I don’t like trees.” He says
    “I know you don’t like trees honey, but we had your favorite yesterday.” I reply. 
    “Yeah bruder I don’t like peas they are slimy, but I ate them yesterday.” Jazz says to him and Jamie groans.
    “At least there’s Mac and Cheese and Chicken Nuggets.” He says with a sigh.
    “Yeah this is the best dinner ever.” Jazz says cheerfully.
    “Well you better get to eating it you two before it gets cold.” I laugh
    They tell me about their day and I wait patiently to hear about that little shit Mitch. They retell the story but nothing new comes out of the conversation. I tell them they need to go get their pajamas and pick out their school clothes for tomorrow. I go to the kitchen and grab a mason jar so I can pour a glass of Moscato. After I pour half a glass I take a hefty drink. I shake my head as I think back just a few moments ago. I told the kids about the phrases I learned when I was their age. One phrase was by a women named Mrs. George Cupples.
    “Sticks and stones will break my bones but names will never hurt me.” She wrote
    They both looked at me like I was crazy. I told them the another one I learned as a child also.
    “I’m rubber and your glue. Whatever you say to me bounces off me and sticks to you.”
    They both laughed and have been trying to memorize that saying all evening. My heart breaks for them, but at the same time I’m happy they’re resilient. They’ve already forgotten about what that little fucker said to them. I clear my head with a shake. I make my way downstairs to start the shower for Jamie.
    “I’m the man of the house. I don’t take baths like girls do.” He says to me last week.
    I don’t know where he comes up with some of the things he says. He does reminds me of his father. I get him in the shower first because it doesn’t take him that long. He still takes some of his toys in there with him. After he gets out and puts his Star Wars pajamas on. He then goes upstairs to watch his favorite program while his sister’s in the bath. I rinse out the tub and take his toys out. I put them in his bucket next to the tub. I start the water for jazz and put some of her toys in the water. Her bucket sits next to tub also.
    “Do you need help washing your hair?” I ask
    “I can wash my own hair momma. I like it better when you do it though.” She looks up at me with a smile.
    “I like to wash your hair princess.” I tell her with a warm smile.
    Both her and her brother have my hair color but they have green eyes. Just like the ones that haunt my dreams. I wash and condition her hair and stand up.
    “Wash up your body princess. You have fifteen minutes to play.”
    I leave the door open and make my way upstairs. Jamie and I grab a cuddle