Chapter 94: Spam

We’ve been trying to reach you about your car’s extended warranty…

There was a feeling in the back of his mind that Reese could not shake. When he and Helen got home from their weekly date, the kids were on his couch watching a movie. Not a slasher movie, so JD must have chosen it.

“Your mom call?” Reese asked.

“No. But last week she said she might not be able to.” Dean said. Her voice told him that she was more worried than her words said.

All night, he had been restless. He got up and worked for a little bit. The shopping center would be starting the revamp next month. He had plenty of concerns with it. But he loved projects like this.

The thrill of it wasn’t there today. No matter what he did, he could not get into the project.

Reese decided that he needed to take a break. Go for a run. Lift some weights. Take Helen out for lunch. Looking at his watch, it was only nine thirty.

Was brunch a thing during the week? Or was it reserved for weekends and holidays?

Shrugging at his in