Chapters (30)
- Falling Together FINAL.docx
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Epilogue
Dramatic as always, Nolan made a sound like he was gagging just from the mention of a vegetable. “Broccoli is disgusting. I don’t eat vegetables.”
He’s not lying about that. “I guess we’ll just have to get cupcakes then, huh?”
“Yay!” Nolan did a little dance in his car seat that was so cute, it almost made Erin forget what a terror he had been the entire day. Almost.
Erin got him out of his car seat and grabbed his hand, which resulted in her getting pulled across the parking lot as he attempted to get to the cupcakes as quickly as possible. After a few minutes, they were back in the car and Nolan was happily eating one of his cupcakes, something that Erin normally wouldn’t allow in the car, but she was way too tired to fight him.
Once the cupcake was gone, Nolan passed out again. Erin considered pulling into the closest parking lot to make another attempt at getting work done, but she knew if he woke up, she would get irrationally angry, and it really wasn’t his fault. It was her fault for somehow convincing herself she could actually get work done with him around.
Erin had to take a few deep breaths to keep from breaking into tears. Normally, she was okay at handling the whole single parenting thing. It wasn’t easy, but she could do it. Today was one of those days that felt like it could destroy her. She needed help. As much as she hated to admit it, she couldn’t do this on her own, especially if she ever wanted to get any work done.
She was barely thinking when she picked up her phone and hit Blair’s name. If she had truly thought it through, she wouldn’t have attempted to make a call while Nolan was sleeping. She also would’ve overthought whether she should call Blair instead of texting her. Erin hated talking on the phone, and she could only assume that Blair hated it even more than her.
She was about to hang up and act like it was an accident when Blair picked up. “Hello?” she asked, sounding just as confused about the call as Erin felt.