"Where is my coffee?"
Natalie poured tea in a cup and sat at the kitchen table with a plate of bacon and eggs. Olivia ran in the kitchen and grabbed a bagel. She was late for a meeting. Fitz made her sit down and eat. Abigail was still standing next to the coffee pot.
"You know I want coffee with my food."
"Sit down and stop complaining. You know I don't want you having caffeine."
"This is so unfair. All my friends drink coffee."
Fitz ignored the whining. It was a new school year and Abigail wanted independence. She didn't want him taking her to school anymore and she was dabbling in Olivia's makeup. They were 11 and 12.
"Why can't I go to a restaurant with my friends?"
"Because I said no."
Olivia smiled. Fitz was very strict. More so when it came to Abigail. She was always trying to explore Vermont. Last week, she called a taxi for a ride to a concert. She came downstairs in Olivia's heels and makeup. Olivia couldn't stop laughing. Fitz didn't think anything was funny. Abigail really thought she was going to party with her friends. This was her first day being ungrounded and she was already trying Fitz patience.
"Natalie always get what she wants."
"She follows the rules without complaining."
"I'm going to school."
"You're not walking to school alone."
"Fine, I'll wait for Natalie."
"Come on brat." Natalie said, putting her plate in the sink.
"I hate when you call me that."
Fitz smiled and opened his eyes when he heard a wail.
"Baby!" Natalie screamed.
"Fitz can you get Abigail? I need a break. You've been sleeping for hours."
"That was a nightmare."
"What?"
"Nothing." Fitz said.
Olivia was too tired to ask more questions. "I will be so glad when they are out of the baby stage."
"Don't rush it." Fitz said.