So we've got another chapter up! Sorry that this one was so... well bland. I had to get through a bit of filer before I could move on. You guys mind telling me what you're thinking? We are tweleve chapters in, after all. Thanks for reading!
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Half Past Now
Greg looked down at his cell phone when it started to ring, it was Nick's name that flashed across the screen. Greg frowned and ignored the call. He looked up at Liz completely lost for words. He had no idea what to say. Instead of talking, he reached out and took one of her hands in his, offering a gentle squeeze.
"How am I gonna tell the kids?" She asked, suddenly. "That's going to be the hardest part of any of this... telling the kids that their father's dead. They're already asking about him. Leila and Kobie know something's wrong but the little ones... how do I tell them he's not coming back?"
"You remind them that you're not going anywhere," he said gently. "And that their dad's always gonna be a part of them because they've already learned so much from him. Then all you have to do is just be there for them when they're sad."
"Somehow I think that's going to be easier said than done," Liz said, unhappily. "I mean, who's gonna be there for when I'm sad?"
"They will," Greg told her. "And so will I."
"It just doesn't seem that easy," Liz commented. "And there's just so much to think about. Like... well what happens to Leila? What if someone tries to take her from me? Or, how am I gonna pay bills? How can I support nine kids under the age of fourteen? And Leila's birthday is next week. How in the world am I going to make it a good one?"
"Take it one step at a time," he told her, it was the only thing he knew to say. "Grieve first and worry about the rest later. Leave the majority of the fluff to friends and family."
"You know how much work goes into raising nine kids?" Liz asked, almost laughing at him. "I don't get time off to mourn."
"Well nobody gets time off from being a parent," Greg said offering her a smile. "But that's why you get to hire assistants. I'll help out in any way possible, starting now. You have anything that needs doing?"
"I've got a list a mile long," Liz said, as she rubbed a finger over her eyes. "And trust me, there's no way you could do it. I've got a system."
"I can handle it," Greg said, giving her a grin—the same face he used to give her to make her smile when they were younger. "Just tell me what needs doing and then go relax someplace. I don't mind."
"When are you gonna sleep?" She asked, still being a mother even though her children were all off at one school or another. "It's my job to take care of my home and family, I can handle it Greg."
"Not as long as I'm here," Greg said forcefully. "Now, tell me what I can do."