Published: November 5th 2021, 9:14:08 am
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A few weeks later, Robbie's determination to be brave and supportive for Daddy was put to the test. He had gotten more used to going out with Daddy, and less shy about who noticed. He had also started working out with Daddy to build up his stamina so he didn't have to ride in the shopping cart every week, and each week he lasted a little longer on their shopping trip before asking for uppies and being put in the cart.
Robbie and Colt were in the gym when a call came in on Robbie's phone. Colt had gotten it for him as a surprise gift to replace his old beat up one, and get them on the same service. Robbie went over to the charger near the entryway and picked it up. The moment he picked it up, Colt watched Robbie's face drain of color.
"I-i-it's... my mom."
Colt was immediately alert. He had been prepared for this eventuality. He'd looked forward to it, in fact, but even his heart was beating when the moment finally came.
This is it, he thought, and rushing over to where Robbie was standing.
"What do I do?" asked Robbie, shaking his hands in panic.
"Answer it," said Colt. "Find out why she's calling. Tell her how you're doing..." Robbie gave him a look of total fear. "Shh, it's okay, silly. She can't see you."
Robbie nodded his gulped and answered the phone. "H-hello?"
"Robbie, dear. Did you forget my number? It's your mother. Why haven't you called?"
"Hi, Mom," said Robbie. "I-I'm sorry I haven't called. How are you?"
"How am I? Oh I'm fine, aside from the fact that my son never calls. Listen, we're having Thanksgiving at your brother's house," she said.
"Which one?"
"The one with the house. Harry. Are you alright, dear? You sound out of breath"
"Yeah, I'm f-fine," said Robbie. "Just happy to hear your voice."
Cold smiled and nodded. "Good one," he whispered. Robbie gave him a little smile.
"...for Thanksgiving?
"What was that, Mom?"
"You weren't listening, were you Robbie? You're just like a little kid, always getting distracted."
If only she knew, thought Robbie.
"I said, are you actually going to bring anyone with you to Thanksgiving dinner this year? A girlfriend perhaps? Or boyfriend?"
"Moooommmm!" said Robbie, blushing fiercely.
"I'm just asking..."
Colt pointed to himself. "Me! Me! You're bringing me!" he mouthed to Robbie.
"Uh- y-yes, actually. I am bringing someone." Robbie was beginning to sound more confident already.
"Aah! That's amazing! Fantastic! Who are you bringing?"
"It's my Da- er room-, er... w-well... i-it's a surprise," he said, finally settling on the only true statement that wouldn't lead to more questions.
"Oh come on," she said. "You can't do that to your mother. Tell me their name at least..."
"H-h... uh... his name is Colt," said Robbie.
"Colt! That's a great name! And what does he do?" This at least was a question Robbie knew she would like the answer to.
"He's a lawyer."
"A lawyer! Oh, good job, honey. I can't wait to meet him. A lawyer! Oh, my son is dating a lawyer."
"I didn't say dating, mom,"
"Okay, sweetie, you can tell me when you get here, then. I'll just go ahead and let you get on with your day. Oh, he finally found someone. I have so many people to tell..."
Robbie hung up, about ten shades redder than when he started the conversation.
"Well, that went well... I think?"
"It sounded good to me," said Colt. "So I guess we're going to Thanksgiving!"