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SPOILER!!: Emily and Zeke Quote:
Originally Posted by Hera  Internally, Emily was breathing a sigh of relief... she was no good at this sort of thing. In the end she just nodded, her eyes staring out after Zeke. The boy had patience to be playing gobstones by himself, she'd give him that, though why he couldn't exercise as much patience with other things was beyond her. Upon hearing about her split from Charley, Emily's head turned. Errrr................... wow? She was stumped, this was definitely not her area of expertise. Not the leaving thing, though she was good at the being left thing.
"I'm so sorry to hear that," she offered after the brief silence in which she processed things. "If you need anything..." and that was left unsaid. It's what friends did, right?
Pfffft... now that was uplifting. Not sure if tips will help... Circe, what had she gotten herself into? Outside time was fine, they did that, patience, surprisingly she had that, but frogs? ... No frogs. Emily smiled uncertainly, "I'm doing alright," she corrected, because she was far from great. Emily Browne, was not mother material, people needed to accept that. "He's muggleborn, so he's getting his hands on everything and anything at the moment," she supplied, explaining to gobstones phenomenon. It wasn't her doing, not really, all she'd done was mentioned it to him. As for it being underappreciated, too right it was, Quidditch was far more exciting.
And those words right there, caught her off guard. Loved, cared for...
....
"He's a good kid," she said in reply, figuring that was reason enough why he had grown on her, and why she was able to tolerate him, even like him. Love though, love was a strong word, one she used exceptionally sparingly, and not with him yet, or even Gavin for that matter. And speaking of Mr. Senior Undersecretary, she couldn't help but smile a bit wider at his mention. "We are," she confirmed, "but it's too early for me to be lumping a son on him. I signed up to take responsibility for Zeke, not Gavin... but his being around has been amazing." He's proved himself to be useful where children were concerned, and was especially useful when Zeke had one of his wizards questions, because being a witch she was inept in answering them. What she did find curious was Vic's genuine pleasure about them being together, but she didn't question it. She knew better than to ask. What amused her most about their union was the stark contrast of the then and now. Once upon a time he asked her to stop invading his space and give him more room in that blasted lift... and now, he was willingly invading her space, and proximity was far from being an issue. She was set to respond on the matter when it appeared she'd given Vic too much food for thought.
Plan something? Soon? "Sure..." she replied, wondering what she was getting herself into. Then again, they'd had this discussion before and nothing had come of it, so a part of her had hope that they could continue meeting for coffee and things instead of... anything else. Social was not her scene.
He had heard the nice lady praise him, and he knew that Emily was watching, of couuurrsseee she was watching, that whole CONSTANT VIGILANCE! thing going on. With his new found confidence and enthusiasm for the game, Zeke took his last gobstone and rolled it toward the jack, his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth as he concentrated.
There wasn't much wrong with playing by himself. He'd gotten used to that over the years, and he could still find activities amusing without having anyone to share them with. But there was also a great disadvantage in it too. One which he particularly disliked when it came to gobstones. Playing by himself, he had two roles. The first of the winner, which he liked and the second, of the loser... and here in lay the problem. His last gobstone landing furthest away from the jack, but closest to him, resulted in him being SOAKED with icky smelly liquid stuff.
.... Emily wouldn't be happy.
Collecting his gobstones set and placing it back into the drawstring bag, Zeke trotted over to the benches, a polite smile to the nice lady, and a guilty look for Emily. "Eeerr....... whooops?" he questioned, shrugging his shoulders dramatically. Did this mean he could go home instead of to daycare? Because he was fine with that. Or better yet, he could go with her and sit in a cell.. that'd be cool too.
Victoria wasn’t expecting much from a reaction and she really didn’t want one. She had her issues that she knew she was getting through and it wasn’t the first break up she had ever had that kids were involved. Thought her self guilt from the situation didn’t help her much, nor the fact that two failed kid involved relationships had her really feeling a bit bad about her commitment capabilities. Did she have something wrong with her? It wasn’t important though, she was done with relationships. She needed better for her children and that was her focus. “I’ll be alright. Splits are always hard, at least the girls will never remember us being together. That was the harder part with Bart.” She remembered his struggles, some he still had at times. “Thank you Emily, I’ll remember that.” She knew Emily or at least hoped Emily knew the same went for her if she ever needed anything.
Victoria’s eyes went back towards the boy and she chuckled, “Emily, he’s clothed, loved, fed, and seems very well behaved. In parent standards you are doing great. Children have no guides, lessons, classes on how to raise them. It’s all trial and error. So what I see if a great job on your part.” Her friend really needed to give herself more credit. “Oh muggleborn, that’s interesting.” Not that there was anything wrong with that, Vic really hadn’t known much about muggles until Charely and she had nothing against them. “I could see why he thinks it’s so interesting than.” She watched the boy a little longer.
Thinking about Gavin as a father was sort of a chuckle to her, not that she didn’t think he’d be a bad father, no actually she thought he’d be great. She saw how he was with his nieces, the first time ever meeting him was when he was buying a camera for the one. So she knew he’d be good, it was the relationship part to be a father that had her chuckling. “Well life throws us all curve balls, so it’s good Zeke has a male role model as good as Gavin. I’ve seen him with his nieces, I bet he doesn’t mind at all. Plus if he cares for you and wants in the relationship he knows that Zeke is an important part of that now.” Single mothers had it a little rough in Victoria’s eyes, guys weren’t really wanting to commit to someone with a child, she knew this first hand with her own experiences, but some didn’t mind and were great at the step parent role. Her mind went to Charely and how good he was with Bart, not the place she needed to think of.
Thankfully Zeke’s little gobstone squirting caught her attention and let her mind leave it’s own torture for the time being. She chuckled, “Nothing a little spell won’t clean up.” Smiling she looked at the boy, “You know how many times I’ve had that happen to me? Even the really great Gobstone players have that happen.” She tried to encourage him more. If she could push the younger ones to appreciate the sport as much as she did, then she was doing her job.
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