“Owen, dinner’s ready.”
Raelyn heard the same words she had been hearing from him all week.
Zaiden looked at her when she sat down. “he’s not eating with us again?”
Raelyn nodded. “At least we know he’s eating.” They usually heard him getting something to eat after everyone was in bed. Zaiden had been leaving a plate in the fridge for him every night.
“He can’t stay mad at us forever.”
After dinner was over and Grace was in her room, Raelyn looked over at Zaiden. “I need to tell you something.”
Zaiden looked at her and sighed. “Please don’t tell me you are leaving again.”
She shook her head. “I’m not leaving, but you may want me to after this.”
He didn’t like the sound of that. “What did you do?”
“I have been keeping something from you.”
“Must be something big if you are this worried.”
She nodded hoping she wouldn’t make him too upset. She was starting to have second thoughts about telling. What if he got angry and kicked her out.
She couldn’t tell him, but now had to tell him something.
“”While you were in rehab, I would come over here for time to myself. I know I shouldn’t have, but…I’m sorry.”
“Is that all? I am not upset by you being here. Do you know who was taking care of things in the greenhouse?”
“It was me. It was relaxing and gave me something to do to keep my mind off everything else.
Zaiden understood that. “It did the same for me after I got home.” He kissed her softly. “You are welcome in my green house any time.”
Raelyn leaned against him. She felt bad about still not telling him. She knew she would have to eventually.
Owen saw his parents on the sofa when he came up the stairs. He ignored them and went straight for the kitchen.
“Do you want me to reheat dinner for you, honey? Your dad made spaghetti tonight.”
“No.” He grabbed a plate and took it back to his room. He sighed when he heard the knock on the door. “What?”
“We need to talk about all of this.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.”
“Yes there is. You can’t stay mad at us forever, Owen.”
“I’m not mad at Dad.” He looked at his mother. “I am mad at you.”
“Honey, we’re only doing what is best for you.”
Owen glared at his mother. “How is this what is best? First you kept Dad away from us. Now you send Patrick away. You don’t want me to be happy.”
Raelyn shook her head. “That is not true. I do want you to be happy. It just can’t be with Patrick.”
“Why not? And don’t give me that crap about Dad still considering him a son.”
“I… you just have to trust me, Owen. You cannot be with Patrick.”
Owen shook his head. “I’m sorry. That excuse isn’t good enough.”
Raelyn looked at her son. “I wish you could understand.”
“Then make me understand. Tell me why you are so against Patrick.”
She wished she could, but then Zaiden would find out. She wished she would have told him years ago when that damn paternity test had been done. Now it was too late. He would hate her if he found out now.
“I can’t. I’m sorry.”
“Then I can’t believe you when you say you are doing what’s best.”
Raelyn sighed and headed for the door. “Don’t stay up too late. You have school in the morning.”