Page 124 of The Score
"This was your way to ask about our plans." Leon smirks.
"Well, I'd like to be a grandma one day, instead of having all these dreams about other people."
"All I promise is fur babies," I say. "You can babysit those if you'd like."
Maybe a big, dark haired dog will keep me company when Leon is busy trying to make babies with someone else.
"We'll see," Mom replies. "We can wait. I don't mean to be the typical mom rushing the married kids to pop out babies, but I'm sure the Karlsens are wondering, too."
"If they are, they have not said a thing." Bear stares at my mom like he wants to chuckle.
"Doesn't mean they're not thinking about it," Dad says.
"You too?!" I exclaim, but they all laugh.
Even my husband, who doesn't seem to mind the conversation too much.
It's fine. I know why. He's thinking of how we'll divorce one day, and he'll be free to go sow his seeds— eww— somewhere else.
I really don't want to think about that.
