Conrad
“How are things going?” my mother asked as I washed off the peeled potatoes. I glanced out of the window and smiled. Callum was chasing Kitty around the pool while Ronnie sat on the sidelines with her feet in the water. My father was manning the grill, as per usual.
“Things are going great,” I replied. “Once Ronnie was officially moved in, everything seemed to click into place. No more doubts. I mean…don’t get me wrong, it’s not always a walk in the park. Some days are hard, but it’s been easier…dealing with it. Talking things through and…fuck, the s*x,” the last part I said on purpose, because why not?
“Conrad!” my mother exclaimed softly, and I chuckled. “That is something I don’t need to know about,”
“Ok, if you say so,” I teased as I set the potatoes aside.
“And…have you
