Chapter 211: Rowen, Part 2
She punches me in the arm playfully. "Shut up. He's going to be beautiful."
I'd settle for manly or handsome. Maybe has a great bend in his kick. But her assessment will work too.
My dad walks back in the room, heading toward a tool box I didn't notice was on the floor.
"That didn't take long."
"The shelf didn't come with anchors for the wall. What kind of product that's supposed to hang doesn't come with the supplies to make it happen? Daoine dúr."
Tiffany giggles at his bitching. "What did he say?" she whispers.
"He's dropping curses over whoever packed the box."
She giggles again, this time covering her mouth with her hand. I don't get it, but she still thinks it's hilarious when he gets all riled up. We're still new enough in our relationship that we haven't had a bunch of time to get to know my parents as a couple, but I have a feeling holidays are going to be interesting when these two get on a roll.