We took some more time to watch the waves come in and crash into the shore before finally going back. Coming home the house was empty, even missing Mrs. Atkins.
"Maybe you can find Noah and Zeke at the park?" Mr. Atkins told me as I looked a little lost on what to do.
I shook my head. "No, I rather not." I paused. "Do you think you can get Jeremy's phone number?"
Mr. Atkins face softened. "Yea. I can do that." He went into his office, made a call to Mr. Duncan and then came back out. We sat at the kitchen table, just the two of us, and his phone. "I'll be right here. Just be upfront with what you want to talk about, okay?"
I nodded.
Mr. Atkins dialed the number he was given and put the phone on speaker.
"Hello?" He answered.
"Hello, Jeremy. This is Wayne Atkins." He told him. "I got your number from Doug, I hope you don't mind."
I spent an unreasonable amount of time at grocery stores yesterday looking for bread. Today I got my dad to cave and accept his non-usual loaf of bread. Thank god.