Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
“Catalina, bath time baby.” She looked at the cards in her hands and gave it some thought before starting her shit. “Five more minutes daddy…five.”
She had to hold up the number of fingers like I didn’t know that shit. I know this game and wasn’t about to play it. “No, now. You three.” I pointed to the boys.
“Hit the showers.” I didn’t need to tell Caitiebear what to do, she has her own bathroom while the others share the other three between the four of them.
Of course Mengele made her way to mine while I was getting her mother her shit. Then I had to listen to Kat’s fuckery even though I’ve told her not to let her kids use my damn bathroom.
“I told her not to turn on the jets calm down.”
“When her little ass drowns in that shit they’re gonna haul your ass outta here in cuffs.”
Damn kid likes to fill my Jacuzzi with bubbles and turn the jets on, which only fucks that shit up. I set the tray down on her lap after finding it under her mountain of belly and tits. She shoveled the first bite between her teeth and hummed. Greedy fuck!
Chapter 11
I got Mengele out of my bathroom half an hour later before she drowned and walked her to her room. “Daddy it’s cold.”
“Use your bathroom next time and you won’t have to walk through the AC.”
Her damn mother has the thermostat on permafrost because hey, no one else’s comfort matters in this bitch and I dare any one of them to say shit.
She hid in the closet to get dressed while I sat on her bed trying to find the right words to tell her so she would go to sleep without worrying about her little friend.
She came back in her cute little girl pajamas, face freshly scrubbed and bright eyes. This kid in no way looks ready for bed.
I patted the mattress and she climbed in with a secret little smile. I knew that shit did not bode well for me and I was right. “Read me a story daddy.”
The fuck! She reads better than me and have made a point of not wanting anyone to read her shit because she’s a big girl. She’s taking lessons from her mother.
“Mengele…” How the fuck do you tell your kid you’re not reading her a bedtime story? “What do you want me to read?” Swear to fuck I’m gonna find my balls come tomorrow.
That smile grew wider and she hopped down to go to her wall of books. She came back with a fucking tome. I looked at the cover and it did not look like light reading.
“The fu…what is this Gravity’s Rainbow?” I read the back cover and got it. World War two Germany. “Catalina go grab a book.” Just looking at the first paragraph was enough to make my eyes bleed.
She mumbled and groaned and came back with a much smaller book with a bigger meaning. Archibald Frisby is a book about a kid who likes science, but whose mother wants him to make ‘real’ friends and do kid shit. This kid.
I read her bullshit story, which she fell asleep
halfway through, but I got the gist. My scary ass kid is setting down the gauntlet. I brushed her hair back and kissed her brow. Knowing that even though we didn’t have the talk, she’d gone to sleep knowing her daddy was here.
Back in our room Kat’s feeding hour was over and she was on her laptop. I knew from the look she gave me I was about to catch hell for some shit or the other and braced myself.
“Did you know about this?”
“Know about what?” She turned the screen towards me and I leaned in close to read. The fuck!
“Who the fuck is this hump?”
“That’s Catalina’s teacher, we keep in touch online you know that.” I should go strangle this heifer. Why would she tell her this shit? I rubbed my chin to buy some time.
It’s one thing to keep shit from her, and another to outright lie. She always catches my ass anyway. “I didn’t think you needed to know that morbid shit at this time.”
“Well what have you told Catalina about this?” Just right to the point. That’s what happens when
your woman knows you too well.
“Nothing yet, the others already know the truth, but I don’t think she needs to know this shit. You know how her mind is.”
“I don’t know Colton, I think she’s gonna hear it sooner or later and I rather she hears it from us. I know you think you can control everything but you can’t.”
“Kat she’s five fucking years old. You want me to tell her that some fuck raped and murdered her classmate, what the fuck!” I’ma kill this motherfucker for this shit alone. Asshole!