14. Texting the boss

"Look what I found."

I turn around at the sound of Lucas' voice and see him holding up two, dollar notes. I feign surprise. "Wow, the tooth fairy must love you."

Lucas rolls his eyes — a habit he's beginning to pick up from me — stuffing it into his jean pocket. "I know it's you, mommy. I'm not as gullible anymore."

I raise my eyebrow at the word he used. It seems like he's learning a new word each day. Unlike other kids, Lucas has taken a liking to read. A few days ago, he came to me, asking for books and comics and I'd just gotten my first paycheck so I didn't mind at all. The paycheck was quite… generous.

I grin at him. "Whatever do you mean?"

"There's no tooth fairy."

"Yet you kept your tooth under your pillow."

He grins back at me. "I could do with a dollar or two." I shake my head with a small smile as I turn back around at the sound of the toaster.

"What? You plan on spending it on Ally?"

"What are you making?" He swiftly changes the subject and I can't help but laugh, taking