Nikeis: переводы

→I toyed with the idea of waking up Roman. I really, really wanted to talk out this transfer news with someone, and Seth hadn’t been an option this morning. Roman, unfortunately, shared his father’s “fondness” for mornings, and I wasn’t entirely sure I’d have the most productive conversation if I woke him against his will. So, instead, I took my time showering and getting ready for the day, hoping that Roman would get up on his own. No such luck. When ten rolled around, I left another voice mail message for Jerome and finally gave up on Roman. A new idea had hit me, and I went to go check it out first, setting the mental condition that if Roman wasn’t up when I returned, I’d wake him then.

→“Cool,” said Ian. He paused eloquently. “Can I borrow some money?”

→Seth sighed. “Fine. Go for it.”

→“What’s your point?” asked Ian. “This is my way of helping out.”

→“Ian, they’re seven,” said Seth.

→“What, like free-range flour?” I asked incredulously.

→Ian straightened up importantly. “I’ll go find an organic bakery and pick up some stuff for the kids who want to eat baked goods that are made with free-range ingredients and don’t contain animal products.”

→Come help me with the twins. I know they can use more volunteers. Elf costume optional. And you . . .” He turned to Ian and trailed off, at a loss for how Ian could actually be
helpful.

→“Actually,” he said, “ I can make them on my own. What would help the most, Mom, is if you could go to Kayla’s school today. She’s got a half day, and Andrea will need babysitting.” He nodded at me. “You work tonight, right?

→Seth and I exchanged glances at that.

→“I can make them.” Margaret was already going through the cupboards, seeking ingredients. “I’ve been making cupcakes before any of you were born.”

→“I can help you,” I told Seth. “Well . . . that is, after I take care of a couple of things.”

→“ ‘Holiday,’ ” muttered Margaret. “Whatever happened to Christmas?”

→“Besides, I promised to make cupcakes for the twins. Their class is having a holiday party today.”

→“I got all the sleep I need,” he countered, stifling a yawn.

→“I mean it,” I said. “This is your chance to sleep in.”

→“Good morning to you too,” he said. He brushed a kiss against his mother’s cheek and the joined us at the table.

→“Hey!” I said. “Go back to bed. You need more sleep.”

→I was on the verge of saying, “He was engaged ironically,” when Seth himself emerged from the bedroom. I was grateful for the distraction from explaining our relationship but not pleased to see Seth up.

→Ian frowned. “Wasn’t Seth engaged for part of the last
year?”