Chapter 8
Niamh’s suggestion was tempting, but Beau hesitated. “But if I turn in such a simple project, I’ll never get a star.”
you go out?”
“I can order tons of stars online and give them to you! Then you’ll have plenty of stars!”
Beau looked at Niamh as if she were an idiot. “Niamh, do you usually wear fake stuff when you
Niamh immediately denied it. “I never wear fake things!”
Beau raised his voice. “If I take those stars you bought to kindergarten, won’t I just get laughed at by the other kids? Only the stars the teacher gives out are real stars! Haven’t you heard of the story called The Emperor’s New Clothes?”
He huffed angrily before saying, “You’re just fooling yourself!”
Being reprimanded by a five–year–old left Niamh’s expression a chaotic swirl of embarrassment and frustration.” Fine, fine! I’ll help you finish building the space fortress.”
If Elara could build a space fortress out of plastic straws, there was no way she couldn’t.
Ten minutes later, Niamh accidentally crushed the nearly finished space fortress in the midst of Beau’s horrified screams. It was initially already 90% complete.
Beau sat frozen on the floor, completely stunned. “You… You… You ruined my space fortress!”
“Beau, it’s not my fault! Your mom’s space fortress was a pile of junk to begin with!”
Tears welled in Beau’s eyes. “My project is due tomorrow! Im going to find Mommy!”
Niamh quickly grabbed him. “Your mom doesn’t want you anymore! She’s not going to help you fir project!”
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She then scrolled through her contacts on her phone. “I’ll call a bunch of people to come help. We’ll build a space fortress a thousand times better than the one your mom made!”
Niamh started calling her male friends, but none of them were interested in coming to the Fisher residence to help with a kindergarten project.
“Build a fortress? Come out for drinks instead! We’ll even bring some ladies over.”
Niamh felt tempted. “You’d better not be lying to me! You know I love my sweet ladies!”
After hanging up, Niamh had completely lost interest in the craft project. She was already planning on drinking with her friends until dawIL
She quickly went on Craigslist and spent 200 dollars hiring someone to make the kindergarten craft project.
After paying, she confidently told Beau, “The project is taken care of! Don’t worry. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you’ll see a magnificent, luxurious space fortress”
“Really?” Beau asked, still skeptical.
Niamh pulled him into her arms. “When have I ever lied to you?”
Beau still looked unsure. “Mommy often stayed up all night just to help me with my projects.”
He wasn’t sure if Niamh’s online solution could be trusted
Niamh scoffed. “That’s because she’s foolish. Spending some money would’ve easily solved it, but she insisted on
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acting like she was working herself to the bone just to impress you.
“Come on, Beau! Let’s hit the road and do a few laps!”
Beau’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Wow! Are we going racing?”
Niamh quickly held a finger to her lips. “Shh! Your dad can’t find out about this.”
Beau immediately covered his mouth. If anyone in the Fisher family found out about Niamh taking him on motorcycle races, he’d never be allowed to do it again.
“Niamh, I wish you were my mommy!
“Well, I’d have to marry your dad first.”
“Then marry my dad!”
Niamh winked playfully at Beau. “Then you’ll have to help me out a lot!”
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The next day, Beau stood at the kindergarten gate while watching the other children carry their craft projects as they walked into school with their parents.
Bambi approached with Elara, carrying a bag nearly half her height.
“Beau, why are you standing here at the gate?” Bambi asked curiously.
Beau clutched the hem of his shirt. His small face set in defiance. “I’m waiting for my project! Niamh will be here soon with my space fortress!”
He rolled his eyes dramatically and shot a glare at Elara. “Niamh’s space fortress is 100 times better than the one. Mommy made!”
