V2 ch62

"Do you have a grudge against Andy?" I asked Noah later that night. After all the picture taking and farewells, we went out to dinner as a family and celebrated some more. Now we were showered and prepared for bed. I couldn't help but remember the way Noah swindled the kid into joining our workout tomorrow morning. 

"Heck yea, I do." Noah told me, putting his hands on his hips, standing by his desk. "That boy cost me a bat!"

I laughed. "You can't call him boy...he's only a year younger." Noah was picking up on his Grampa's habits after half a day. "And he didn't cost you a bat...you did that on your own. I even told you I didn't want to bet with you." I tucked myself under the comforter. 

Noah turned out the lights and got into his own bed. "Semantics. And just because Zeke's training is tough, doesn't mean it isn't beneficial. I'm doing this for his own good."

I snorted.