Calling Clay

Before heading over to Spencer's house, Evelyn checked on her own house. She knew that her paranoia was most likely unfounded, but the question of 'maybe' would play on her mind for the rest of the night. Once she was satisfied everything was okay, she decided to work out for a bit, change into some casual clothes, and then call Clay.

"Hey Evelyn." He answered.

"Oh hey, I just wanted to call and see if everything is all good?"

"Yeah, yeah sure. What about you? How's the car situation coming along?"

"I might actually have it solved. The guy's wife is offering me one of his cars."

"Oh, well that's good news. So when's that happening?"

"Sunday."

"Well, I hope it all works out."

"Hopefully. So how are the boys?"

"Yeah good. We're currently catching tonight's dinner out on the lake."

"Oh, great. Any luck so far?"

"Uhh, I think we might be getting take out at this rate."

"Right, so are the boys busy, or can I talk to them?"

"Uhh, maybe later if you don't mind?"

"Of course. Wouldn't want them to miss out on their big catch."

"Right. Say, about that thing we were talking about?"

"About you having the boys live at yours next year?"

"Yeah, I mean, I think it's only right..."

"Hey, if that's what they want, I'm more than happy to let them do it." As much as she loved her sons, Evelyn did want them to maintain a relationship with their father, especially when he had spent so much time away from them.

"Alright Evie. So how's Spencer by the way?"

"Uhh, good... I'm going over to his place tonight, so shall be fun..."

"Yeah, well hope you have a great time."

"You too Clay. I'll call after dinner."

"Sure. I'll hear from you then."

"Bye."

Once she hanged up, Evelyn got into her cruiser, wondering what awaited her at Spencer's house.