46

LINDEN

“It is always like this every weekend?” Estelle asked, a little overwhelmed.

I stopped in front of the fridge. “When the gangs are around, yeah.”

She went to the window of my father’s kitchen with a smile on her face. I took her here this morning since I felt like this was the safest place for her. When I sent a group chat last night, I wasn’t expecting everyone would come. Even Moses was present.

I brought another batch of beers to the backyard. Estelle had a tray of desserts.

“You shouldn’t let a lady carry, asshole.”

“Language.” It was my father scolding Sax.

“Sorry, Pops.” He took the tray from Estelle.

“I pass for the dessert. I think I had never been stuffed in my life. The brisket was so good. The best I ever had.” Moses complimenting my father made him even blush.

“Thank you. It’s a technique made with a good amount of time and attention. Just like a relationship, it needs good nurturing.” I didn’t miss how my father stole a glance in my direction.

“I agree. I