(A/N: Revamped and such for your viewing pleasure. Lol. This story is such a corn-fest.)
"Landon, I've been wondering.." Jamie began.
"Yes?" Landon looked to Jamie.
"How come your dad never comes to visit you?" She asked.
"Well, we just.. Uh.. Kinda had a little fight, I guess." Landon said.
"Oh... Well I think you should ask for forgiveness." Jamie informed.
"What? I never did anything."
"Sure you didn't.."
Landon looked over at Jamie, who had been gently perched up on her pillow. She could see right through him. Maybe he should go to talk to him... Maybe. No, he wouldn't. Not today. Besides, it was past noon, he wouldn't make it to his Dad's house up by the Capitol (where he lived during business months).
Maybe Worth Carter didn't even care about him before. Forgot about him. About him and his mother. Their entire existance. "Don't think that he's forgotten about you, Landon," said Jamie, almost as though a repliance to his thoughts. "Because I'm sure he hasn't. I bet he's just as concerned about this fight as you are."
"Nah, Dad's not someone who worries."
"How would you know? You've never been a father... Uhm.. Not yet, anyways. Maybe you'll understand someday." Jamie smiled warmly at him.
"Heh.." Landon shrugged.
"After all, he's going to be a grandfather in about three or so months.." She said, patting her rounded stomach gently.
She was about six months in. They both knew what they were going to be parenting. Twins, a boy and a girl. That'd be even harder than one. But Jamie knew with their love they could handle it. Their love would be shared with yet another two people.
"You really think he's upset about our fighting?" Landon asked, actually considering it.
"Well, when I use to have a small fight with Dad.. He always seemed upset about it afterwords, and he always took me out for lunch, or allowed me to go to Bible Camp, even though we didn't have the money, to make up for it. I think he is."
"You don't know my dad very much, Jamie.." Landon informed.
"But, I know his son." Jamie said, a grimace spreading across her face.
"I'm glad you do."
(A/N: I took out my special word that I made up because it's lame. Next chapter please.)
"Landon, I've been wondering.." Jamie began.
"Yes?" Landon looked to Jamie.
"How come your dad never comes to visit you?" She asked.
"Well, we just.. Uh.. Kinda had a little fight, I guess." Landon said.
"Oh... Well I think you should ask for forgiveness." Jamie informed.
"What? I never did anything."
"Sure you didn't.."
Landon looked over at Jamie, who had been gently perched up on her pillow. She could see right through him. Maybe he should go to talk to him... Maybe. No, he wouldn't. Not today. Besides, it was past noon, he wouldn't make it to his Dad's house up by the Capitol (where he lived during business months).
Maybe Worth Carter didn't even care about him before. Forgot about him. About him and his mother. Their entire existance. "Don't think that he's forgotten about you, Landon," said Jamie, almost as though a repliance to his thoughts. "Because I'm sure he hasn't. I bet he's just as concerned about this fight as you are."
"Nah, Dad's not someone who worries."
"How would you know? You've never been a father... Uhm.. Not yet, anyways. Maybe you'll understand someday." Jamie smiled warmly at him.
"Heh.." Landon shrugged.
"After all, he's going to be a grandfather in about three or so months.." She said, patting her rounded stomach gently.
She was about six months in. They both knew what they were going to be parenting. Twins, a boy and a girl. That'd be even harder than one. But Jamie knew with their love they could handle it. Their love would be shared with yet another two people.
"You really think he's upset about our fighting?" Landon asked, actually considering it.
"Well, when I use to have a small fight with Dad.. He always seemed upset about it afterwords, and he always took me out for lunch, or allowed me to go to Bible Camp, even though we didn't have the money, to make up for it. I think he is."
"You don't know my dad very much, Jamie.." Landon informed.
"But, I know his son." Jamie said, a grimace spreading across her face.
"I'm glad you do."
(A/N: I took out my special word that I made up because it's lame. Next chapter please.)