Chapter 2

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Alan's POV

I walked through the store with Iris in tow since no one else wanted to go grocery shopping with me. I was happy she did though because she always just seemed so uninterested in what me or Vic were doing.

"Do we need Milk?" I asked her as we walked through the dairy aisle.

"Yes, one two percent and then a half gallon of skim for Noah."

"I know that," I said and grabbed them each out.

"Why does he drink skim? That's so gross."

"He doesn't like one or two percent, he never has."

"What about whole milk?"

"Nope, only skim. You know that Iris," I said rolling my eyes and grabbing a thing of eggs.

"Still gross," she mumbled.

"Well no one said you have to drink it, did they?"

"I'm just saying. Oh mom, I need tampons."

"Uh okay then, go grab them," I said looking at the different frozen pizzas.

"Okay," she said and ran off to grab them.

I sighed and looked for different pizzas that I knew the kids like. As I went to open the door to another freezer another hand grabbed it before.

"Oh sorry," I said before looking up at the person. "Oh my god."

Austin stared back at me wide-eyed. "Oh wow."

"I thought you lived in LA?" I asked right away.

"I moved to Minnesota, my wife's family is from here," he said.

"Did you get remarried?"

He nodded, "Uh yeah. I quit my job and stuff too. I have like a normal day job now."

"That's cool. What do you do now?"

"Just an office job. Nothing too crazy anymore, trust me."

I gave him a small smile. "It's okay, me either."

"That's good."

"Yeah, very good. Uh, I never got to thank you for like dropping the contract and stuff. I know it's been like years since, but I never really got to like to thank you for it."

"It's no problem. I felt really bad about it all."

"Well I appreciate it."

"It's fine, Ash," he said, smiling.

"Don't call me that. It's weird."

"Sorry, sorry."

"It's fine, but yeah it's just weird," I said.

"Do you wanna get lunch sometime? Catch up a little?"

"Uh, sure. I'll text you or something."

"Mama," Iris said coming back and throwing her tampons in cart, "Who's this?"

"This is an old friend," I told her awkwardly and looked at Austin. "Austin, this is my daughter Iris, Iris this is Austin."

"Oh, uh it's nice to meet you," She said.

"You too," he said and looked at me. "I never had you pegged as a parent type."

"Well I have four so I'd beg to differ," I said with a smile.

"Really?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Vic wants more," I told him.

"Holy shit, really?"

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