John Jones

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  • by John Jones Violet came home from ballet in a much better mood and was even willing to speak to her twin again. Dancing had that kind of effect on her. Keeley had been surprised, to say the least, when she announced she wanted to be a ballerina. Her daughter had always been so smart and bookish that she figured she would want to go into something a little more academic. Not that she had a problem with it. Keeley was all for supporting her children's dreams no matter what they were. Aaron felt the same way,…
  • by John Jones Nathan chattered happily on about his day as Keeley drove Violet to her ballet lesson. She had decided when she was eleven that she wanted to be a professional ballerina so they had to increase the amount of lessons per week. These days she had about an hour and a half of practice every weekday and three of those days included pointe shoes. She never once complained about how much time it took up and since she always completed her homework quickly she still usually managed to have a bit of free time in…
  • by John Jones By the time 3 PM rolled around Keeley was exhausted from all of those phone calls but at least she finished them. She would have an awful lot of meetings the next couple of weeks but she could worry about that later. Right now she needed to go pick up her kids. It was a bit annoying having her children so spread out. Kaleb and Violet were in middle school and Oliver and Nathan were in elementary. At least it wasn't as bad as when Nathan was in preschool. Back then she had to pick them up from three…
  • by John Jones October 2028 Keeley stared at the email in front of her in utter shock. While waiting to hear back about her proposal to begin human trials she had been helping Erica with her research on gene therapy and blindness. She checked her work email account on a whim while waiting for the centrifuge to finish running and now… "Yes!" she shrieked, jumping up and down as she broke out of her daze. Not only had she been approved, more than three dozen people had already signed up to participate in the…
  • by John Jones By the time the Singleton parents came back, the younger children had nearly destroyed the living room. Cushions were upended, somebody spilled an entire bag of rice on the ground, and the poor dog had Play-Doh stuck to its fur. "What on earth happened?!" Jennica asked, aghast. "I'm so sorry!" the babysitter wailed. "They refused to go to bed! I tried, I really did, but as soon as I chased after one another did something else." Cameron touched his forehead and rubbed it in agitation. "Clean this…
  • by John Jones The three children working on the Lego castle heard some thuds and other loud noises coming from downstairs but nobody was crying so they ignored it. "This has to be the worst babysitter we've ever had," Violet sighed as she put together a turret. "Probably," her twin agreed. "I hope Aunt Jen and Uncle Cameron come back soon." They all turned toward the digital clock in the room. It was only 9:02 PM and the party wasn't supposed to be over until 10. It would be a while yet. "I hope Mom and Dad…
  • by John Jones Chaos reigned at the Singleton house with only one college student watching six children. Violet, Kaleb, and Noah watched boredly as the babysitter tried and failed to control the younger three while playing with Play-Doh. "This is so lame," Violet said with a yawn. "Play-Doh is for babies," Kaleb agreed. "Wanna go up to my room? I have a new Lego set we could try," Noah offered to his friends. They gladly took him up on it. Anything was better than watching the sitter flounder. "Hey, where are…
  • by John Jones Aaron was busy talking to someone but Keeley needed to warn him of the impending confrontation. She gently nudged him with her hip, making him look towards her. She tilted her head in his parents' general direction. It was so subtle that no one else would have noticed it but the temperature within a five foot radius of her husband dropped about thirty degrees. He definitely got her hint. She instantly regretted telling him before they could even approach but wasn't it better than letting him be…
  • by John Jones The day after the recital Aaron had a very important business function he couldn't miss (he only went when it was absolutely necessary because he hated those things) and he begged Keeley to come along. She hated those things even more than he did because they brought back bad memories but at the same time she didn't want to leave him to suffer alone. He had come to her work's Christmas party even though everyone gawked at him so she felt the need to return the favor. She had fussed over what to wear for…
  • by John Jones April 2024 Keeley and Aaron sat next to each other during the twins' spring recital at school and tried their best to keep the younger kids quiet. They were far too squirmy and had no interest in watching their older siblings sing. Oliver wasn't quite five yet and Nathan's third birthday passed only a week ago. Those two were a lot closer in age that Keeley had bargained for—dealing with two babies at the same time was a handful—but she was grateful to have Nathan. Now they were officially done…
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