The day eventually came to an end. Jeremy took us home and then had to head back up to the bay, where he lived. Dad was dozing off on the couching, attempting to watch the weather channel. Probably to keep an eye on Mom's way home with Grampa. Zeke had to wake him up and send him upstairs to his own room with the excuse that he now sleeps on the couch in the living room.
"If the twins aren't home by midnight, wake me up." Dad instructed.
Zeke nodded. "Don't worry. I'll be up until they come home."
Dad smiled, grateful. "Thanks, Zeke. We'll take you back to school as soon as your Grampa gets settled."
"No rush." Zeke waved us off. "Noah and Jake, you two should get to bed too. Take your showers and make sure the room is organized how you like it."
It was a new experience, showering in the other bathroom. I could tell that someone had recently super cleaned it and my money was on Kyle. Simply because I couldn't imagine Zeke or Dad doing it.
