Chapter 3. Not Near Better

“Zion’s mathematics competition is the week after his birthday.” Aaron said, glancing up at her as she made her hair into a ponytail. He had aided Zion in doing his homework yesterday and must have seen the school newsletter in the textbook.

“I didn’t know that,” she said, turning around to look at him with a face of surprise.

Unlike her, he didn’t have to hurry up to work. He had the luxury of taking his time and getting ready the way he should. While work for her started at eight a.m. almost every day, his was always nine a.m., giving him more time to waltz around. Most days he’d go by eight, but work started by nine. That was the benefit of owning your own company.

“That’s because you have been much more invested in your work than him lately, but do not worry; I am an awesome dad, and so I’ve got it covered.” She rolled her eyes at his gloating. She felt a little relieved that he was up to date with his son, but she didn’t like how far back she was in regards to