"Tyler, sweetheart," Rebecca said to the boy. "I'm going to take a shower before bed.
"Okay," he said, not really paying attention, still wrapped up in his game. He'd been playing it in the car the entire way there and mostly pretending to ignore her
Rebecca sighed. He'd been this way ever since she'd told him they'd be moving. He didn't want to leave his friends. She hoped he'd get over it soon.
She headed into the bathroom.
