Kapitel 172: Book 4 : Chapter 21

One week later.

"Cato where are your shoes?" Leo called from the hallway.

The chaos of the school run had begun and Leo and I had the unwieldy task of getting eight kids fed, dressed and ready to leave the house.

"Cato!" Leo repeated.

Of course, Cato was far too busy tackling Mathias on the living room floor to reply.

"Where are his fucking shoes?" I heard Leo mumble to himself. "Jesus Christ."

I stifled a laugh before realizing that those were shouts of pain rather than squeals of laughter coming from Mathias.

"Cato, get off your brother. You're hurting him," I said as I tried to juggle Zacharias and his bottle in one hand and cutting Lili's toast in half with the other.

"Sorry," Cato said hugging Mathias.

"Are you alright, sweetie?" I asked as Cato wiped his tears.

"Look, Mathy," Cato said realizing his attempts to comfort him weren't working. "You can borrow my dinosaur for the WHOLE week!"