I’ll be there in half hour. I just have to run upstairs to get my wallet.
Trevor quickly sent the text as he got out of his truck and headed for his front door, debating stopping on the way to pick up more beer only to decide that he should also pick up pizza. A quick glance at the time told him that he better move his ass or he was going to end up missing the start of the game.
With that in mind, he went inside and headed upstairs, noting that the house seemed so empty without Zoe and the kids. As he headed upstairs, he considered sending Zoe a text to see how she was doing, but he didn’t want to bother her while she was working. He’d tried to get her to take the night off so that he that they could enjoy their first kid-free night together in months, but she needed to get this done this weekend so he was stuck spending the day with his cousins.
But, that was-