Chapter 32: Redeemed

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"What? But it's not my week to watch her! No...no...look- No!"


Ryan stood in the doorway to the living room.

Anthony stood in front of the bay windows with his cell phone to his ear. The sun bounced off his blond curls creating a halo around his head, but his face twisted and tensed. He put a hand to his head and rubbed it with his eyes squeezed shut.

"Okay....okay. Fine!" The phone beeped off and hit the wall with such force that it's insides spilled out onto the floor. Anthony stared at it for a moment just shaking his head. Ryan kept his mouth shut. He watched as Anthony's body gathered up into one mass of muscle. With his jaw set, he bent down and picked up the broken phone.


Ryan took a deep breath and walked into the room, hands in his pockets. "You okay dude?"


Anthony looked up, narrowed his eyes, then looked back down at the mess in his hands. "No as a matter of fact." Steam drifted off his frozen words. For a moment they just stood in the silence. Ryan did not know what to say to him. He knew that Anthony did not want pity, but he wanted to make amends somehow.


But Anthony started to speak before Ryan even had a chance to think of what to say. "I just can't understand Caroline. In the beginning she was all about taking turns with Grace blah, blah, blah, but no, this weekend she just had to go to a concert, a concert that I wanted to go to, that I had front row tickets to. FRONT ROW TICKETS! So not only do I have to miss the concert, but I have to sit at home with Grace three weekends in a row." He stopped and looked up from his dead phone. "I have no idea why I just told you that."


Ryan grinned. "Hey. I'll watch Grace."


"You, want to watch my kid? How can I be sure that while I'm gone you won't go malignant on her?" Anthony asked.


"Now wait, I didn't say I wanted to watch her, I just said I would." Ryan repeated.


"Okay, but once you take her you must be careful, she's big, strong, and the jealous type."

A luminous grin plumped his cheeks. Anthony walked to the door, but then turned.

"You're not a pretty boy jerk like I thought."


Ryan laughed. "Thanks...I think." And thankyou God.