“I hope you don’t mind, but I got you two orders of mac and cheese with your chicken fingers,” Charlie told me as we walked through my yard to the front door.
“It is exactly what I would have done myself,” I replied to Charlie with a smile as I put my hand on his shoulder as we walked.
“Tomorrow night is the last night you will be under my care,” Charlie told me. “Your parents will be back on Thursday and your father will take the reigns.”
I am going to so very miss Charlie. It has been a breath of fresh air having him come over every night. I will be glad to see my father, but there will not be any treats for Maggie and I every evening. My father is pretty much strictly business. You quickly become spoiled when Charlie is around.
Listening to Charlotte Martin “Dancing on Needles”.