Whatever Charlotte's problem was, Rosco was sure it was his fault. She'd just been in a funk of some sort the last few days. And the French doors evidently didn't help.
"What did I do?" He scratched the back of his head thinking now was not the time to dwell on it. It was way after their bedtime. He yawned.
"You passed your driver's test, you should be happy." He informed her.
"I am happy." But she gave him a look that she wasn't as they dressed for bed, or rather undressed.
"I'm sorry you had to help with the French doors." He shrugged. He just couldn't win, he was beginning to think as he got in bed first just in his briefs while she ran around, cleaning her face, brushing her hair, lotion. It was a regular regiment that took a good twenty minutes he supposed. He laid there wondering what he forgot. He got up to brush his teeth while she was flossing.
"They look nice." She finally said when he got back from the bathroom. "You did a good job."
"Thanks." He didn't feel like saying anymore. Even though, he wasn't sure he did all that much, getting the French doors in. Parker and Kat had helped a lot and at least kept his Mom from going bonkers.
They got in bed then and she turned off the lamp. It was dark. The dark they were used to, but he could make her out from the street light.
"Look, I'm not going to see Carrie, if that's what you're afraid of." He admitted.
"Did I say anything about that?" Her voice was more bitter than usual.
"Look, she was just trying to make Derrick jealous," he sighed. "I doubt he noticed."
"I guess," she said. "But I have to see him again."
"Yeah, Rachel wants him to come to the summer reading program." Charlotte explained. They cuddled then.
"Why can't she do it?" Rosco wondered.
"She says its my baby."
"Of course." He said rather dull.
"I can't help it." She sounded so sad.
"It'll be OK. Just don't let him get to you." Rosco suggested. "You'll do fine. I know you will."
She didn't say anything. It was quiet then. He thought for sure she was asleep, but she kissed him then, and he smiled of her softness. She wasn't sleepy at all.