little matters

Daisy was furious with Lola. But there were other matters at hand.

She kept watching Max's right leg bounce up and down as he set on the couch, waiting for someone else to decide what they should do.

"If Max wants to stay, he can," Daisy's father said as he looked at Asa and not Max.

Daisy sighed a bit of relief, but she wasn't sure if what her Dad said meant anything.

Max looked at Asa.

"I don't think its a good idea." Asa shrugged.

"Why not?" Daisy winced. Wasn't this the best possible solution?

"Where would he stay?" Asa wanted to know. The house was small. Two bedrooms upstairs and the basement.

Daisy sighed.

"He could stay in the basement," she said. They could lie. He could stay with her. They needed to be together. Didn't anyone get that?

Of course, Max looked a little lost. He hadn't really said if he were happy or not about the baby. He was so quiet.

But she remained strong. If this was Max now, she would have to accept it. She knew fairy tales never came true.

"But..but Hansen's in the basement." Her Dad blurted.

"I'm not saying they can't see each other. I'm just saying, they both need to, not get sidetracked from school. You're education is important." Asa sighed.

The tea kettle whistled then. She went to turn it off.

"Look, its different this time." Daisy said as if she was speaking for herself. "This is my Dad. He's not Josie's Dad. I'm keeping this baby. With or without you, Max."

She hadn't meant to sound so dreadful, but he wasn't exactly excited. Maybe, he never would be.

He looked as if someone told him, a part of him was gone and wasn't coming back. His sad eyes said it all. He didn't want any part of this.