When Lucas woke up the following morning, his father was already up and working on his laptop in the living room. Tricia had left early in the morning to attend an early business meeting, so Max was just by himself in the living room, working on his laptop.
“Aren’t you late for school, son?” Max asked as he looked up from his laptop and Lucas shrugged as he descended the stairs slowly.
“Well, good morning to you too, Dad. Where is your girlfriend?”
“And since when did you start monitoring my movements?”
“Since you brought her home. She is beautiful though, but you can be serious. Tricia Wood? She is barely divorced from her husband and you are already up on her sleeves?”
“I don’t know what you are talking about, son. How about we talk about you and that pretty girlfriend of yours?”
