Cody laughed softly. “For the record I never tore the arms or legs off, just set them on fire.” Somehow that didn’t make him sound any better. “I was always trying to save them from burning buildings…” he added, smiling sheepishly. “But I’d be more than happy to share stories with Zoey on fire escapades,” Cody wouldn’t be encouraging playing with fire – it would be much more of a cautionary tale. “Uncle Cody, well, I’m definitely not going to complain about that,” he paused. “It also doesn’t bug me.”
“Pretty much,” Cody agreed with a chuckle. “I think they have a whole section in parenting classes about how your children will start to control your life and have you wrapped around their little finger.” He wasn’t actually sure if it was or wasn’t, Cody had never had time to attend a parenting class. “Proof or I won’t believe it,” Cody added with a smirk. He was just giving Raine a hard time; in relating he was sure she could be just as scary as the next person. Ducking his head, he nodded slightly before responding to Raine’s comment. “Thanks, and for the record you’re a great mom.”
Cody echoed Raine’s sigh with one of his own. “Has it only been three weeks?” He had to admit Raine wasn’t wrong when she said it felt like it had been longer, much longer. “Your aunt sounds like a wise woman,” Cody wished he could say he had the same kind of role models in his life, but he really hadn’t.
“Lets pretend like they aren’t going to wind up getting into trouble, I think I’ll sleep better at night that way.” Cody wasn’t delusional though, he was well aware that their three daughters were likely going to get themselves into at least one dangerous situation while on this island – if not more. “You can say that again.”
It didn’t take a rocket scientist to recognize that Raine wasn’t doing well. “Yes it is,” Cody began while giving her a concerned look. “And I don’t think you’re doing okay with it.” He added, not afraid to be blunt and get straight to the point. “How’re you feeling, Raine?”