I refuse to believe a person would go to Europe and not scale a mountain.
I’m not even going to ask her so I can assume the best.  She has a history of liking to scale things… hahahaha, I’m sorry, Annie, if you actually read this.
Kade's voice rings out through their parents' California home as Cameron rummages through the fridge in the kitchen. He looks back at his younger brother with a quirked brow. "Thought you grew out of that phase a decade ago?" Kade had always thought they were on the brink of collapse when he was younger, the little kid thought he knew everything and read too many psychology books in Cameron's opinion. Too many books entirely actually. They put too many thoughts in the kid's head. Didn't help that tabloids liked to point out his parents were often times not together in public.
"No they're really getting a divorce, Cam. For one thing, Mum's stuff is gone from their room and--." Kade had peaked his head into the room to see if their parents had come back yet from their weekend vacation. He didn't remember what place it was this time, but it wasn't unusual for their Dad to travel to their Mum's set location and whisk her off for the weekend.
"They're on a trip, Kade. They're probably just not back yet." He pulled out all the makings of a ridiculously enjoyable sandwich from the fridge. And that’s just was he was going to do. Enjoy a sandwich, ridiculously.
"A trip that requires her to take her entire closet? But that's not the point--"
"I don't fucking know, Kade. Maybe she donated a bunch of shit to a charity again. Maybe she shipped some of it to the Scotland house. Who fucking knows? Not me. I'm just here in the kitchen, making a sandwich because someone didn’t want to stop for food because we were supposed to be here at exactly 3pm." Kade annoyed the shit out of him most days and those few other days it was more like a persistent fly buzzing around his head.
"But Cam--" Kade sighed as he began and was immediately cut off with a "They're fine."
"Camer--" Interrupted again. "No." This back and forth went on and on with as many variations of "No" as Cam could manage until Kade snapped, slamming his hand down onto the counter, "Would you just fuckin' listen to me, ya fuckwit?! Jesus fucking Christ you're the biggest idgit of the bunch and yet ya think you know everything."
Cameron would have giving some sort of retort about Kade having to cool it with the 'roids, but at this moment the prized sandwich in his mouth is much more important to him. It, however, doesn't stop him from shooting one nasty glare and a cocked eyebrow to give the general feel of the moment.
"Da' left his phone on his suitcase and he's out back which you would've noticed had you not been stuffing your enormous mouth the moment we got into the house." Kade holds the phone out which displays a missed call from some hot shot LA divorce attorney they always see billboards for around the city.
Cameron shrugs, more of a straight from the horses mouth type rather than believing in his brother's crazy conspiracy theories, speaking between chewing. "Still doesn't mean anything."
A moment later, the man in question, Jock Rutherford comes in from the back patio, his hair looking more ragged than normal and his hand hiding an unopened beer bottle behind his back that had seemed so tempting until he heard shouting from inside the house that alerted him the boys were home. Penny was with Blair as she couldn't make it home for them to tell her the news in person. "Laddies, I got somethin' ta tell ya…"
I don’t mean to brag but if I had a fluorescent pantsuit, I would have incorporated it into our sex life a long time ago.  And yes, you would have liked it.
Secret agenda? What might you be insinuating, lassie? How do I know ya don’t have a fluorescent pantsuit and some emails hidden somewhere in that giant closet of yours?
Well, yes! That came out wrong. I suppose I just didn’t expect such a….strong reaction. I should know better by now. I will just turn twitter notifications off on my phone.
I am not usually the one who voices opinions so openly. That’s always been Ruthie.
Let me be the first to welcome you to the world of outspoken women then. Â We brunch.
This election makes me happy I live in Scotland. Â It was half of the reason I chose my husband. Â I saw the storm coming and got out while I could. Â The best kind of green card marriage, I think.
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