"Kayla is - was - Brett's fiance. She's staying with family right now, but she's out of the hospital finally," Connor explained. "She will be doing even more PT than me when the time comes, and probably some additional surgery." Some of it likely cosmetic. She had gotten pretty cut up by the glass.
"He's gonna stay with his Momma at least until I get settled in a place of my own. She's been real understandin' bout most things, and since we are both here in Nashville now she's said we can split custody more often," John said easily, not bothered to discuss the situation he had been questioned over many many times.
Connor smirked faintly as Sarah made a beeline for the drums. "So called it," he told Emily in a low voice.
John rose and went over to the drum set, picking up a drum stick and handing it to her. He tapped, lightly, on a drum head with the other, showing her it made noise. "Like this, sweetie," he said.
Colby's cheeks dimpled as he smirked. "Ahh ha! A date! The rascal," he said and chuckled. He would so hear about this, Colby promised himself. It had been years since he'd really been able to properly tease the guy about having a love life of any kind. "Oooh. Kisses. K-i-s-s-i-n-g," he sing-songed wickedly as he headed toward the door to the stairs.