"This will be my bedroom," Sam said, leading the way into another room in the unfurnished farmhouse.
"Dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad-dad!" Sam ran as fast as his chubby little legs could carry him over to Clark and held his arms up in the air. "Up-up-up-up-up-up-up!"
"I'm not sure if I like the color, though." Sam brushed his fingers along the wall, then over the dark wood of the windowsill, wiping away a spiderweb in the corner. "Maybe I'll paint it blue, like my room at your house."
"Why don't lobsters make webs, Dad?" Sam stood on his toes and peered into the lobster tank at the grocery store. "They're from the same phylum as arachnids."
"The property spreads over four hundred acres." Sam looked out the sashed window. "I'll probably rent out the crop fields. The yard's big enough as it is, for me to maintain on my own."
"Daaad, I'm seven now. I can do it myself." Sam scowled and went back to work knotting a real tie, the clip on discarded on the floor.
"So, what do you think?" Sam asked, anxiousness for approval evident despite his feigned casualness.
"I love you, Dad. I'm gonna live with you forever and ever and ever!"
Clark tucked his sadness behind a smile and clasped Sam's shoulder affectionately. "It's a great house, Sam. I can tell that you'll be very happy living here."
-End
FFL Timeline Updated
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That was really sweet.
It's lovely.
just lovely.
and jesusfuck, but i wish my son would get the hell out of my house!!!!!!!!!!! ;)
(I'm slightly confused--is this the Kent family farm house or another farm house? I remember there was something in a previous 'drabble' that led me to think he had moved to the Kent farm...)
(So was PJ thrown out into the snow in order to get her to *finally* leave or did she have the moving vans lined up the morning of her 18th birthday?)
Glad you enjoyed!