The Coin Legacy

The first thing Stephan did when he officially turned into a teenager was sweep Rosalinda off her feet and give her a very enthusiastic kiss, which left her breathless and giggling. “What was that for?” she laughed, blushing furiously. Stephan shrugged and put an arm around her.

“I like you, I’m pretty sure you like me, so what’s the problem?” he asked with an overly-confident grin. Rosalinda shook her head but she was still smiling.



“Guys, get up! You’re going to be late for school and I am NOT paying for a taxi to take you there!” Roxie hollered. Sean stumbled out of his and Roxie’s room, grumbling.

“Did you really have to wake me up, too?” he complained. “It’s so early!”

“You could help me get them out the door, you know,” Roxie snapped. “Here. Make Sarah’s lunch. I have Stephan’s finished. Don’t give her any tomatoes on her sandwich. She hates tomatoes.” Roxie banged on her kids’ doors. “I mean it! Out here in two minutes or I’m dragging you out by your hair!”


Both Sean and Roxie were right to be afraid of having toddlers. If they thought the twins were demanding before, it was nothing compared to all the attention they needed now. The two of them were always crawling all over the cramped shack and getting into all kinds of messes, and now when they were hungry or tired or had a dirty diaper, they didn’t cry… they screamed at the top of their lungs! Roxie and Sean were so busy all the time, they didn’t even have time to fight with each other.


Stephan’s shrieks, shortly followed by Sarah’s in the middle of the night was met by groans from their reluctant parents. Roxie sighed and rolled over. “It’s your turn,” she mumbled sleepily.

“No, it’s yours,” Sean yawned, placing a pillow over his head, trying to block out the wailing of the babies.

“I got up last time.”

“I have to be at work earlier than you,” Sean argued. Roxie scowled and hit him in the shoulder before dragging him out of bed with her.

“You’re such an ass. Get up! We’ll both do it since you’re such a whiny twit.”


Sean came home to find Roxie crying on the toilet, eating ice cream. He sighed and pulled her up. “Are you sure that’s good for the kid?” he asked.

“Why do you care?” Roxie snapped. Sean shrugged. He did care. He may not love Roxie, but he did care about her. He cared about the baby, whether it was his or not. It was still a baby.

“I just do. I don’t really know what to do, but I know you crying all the time is bad for the kid, so I want to make sure you’re not sad. So… you know, just relax, okay? I’m not kicking you out. I was going to, but things are kind of different now.”


As soon as Sean let Roxie move in with him, he regretted it. He quickly found out that Roxie was almost never happy and no matter what he did, it somehow irritated her. The only reason he was letting her stay there was because of the amazing sex and the money she brought to the household. They had both been getting promotions in their jobs and money was slowly becoming less of a worry now that Roxie was a Backup Vocalist and Sean was a Toddler Sports Coach. He gritted his teeth and tolerated her insufferable moodiness because he saw the money she was making was helping him. They had a finished little house now with a table and chairs to eat on.


The first thing Sean did the next morning was call up Roxie to come over. “Sure. I’ll be over in a bit,” she told him. Sean bounded around his lot, brushing his teeth, showering, eating a quick meal and getting dressed before Roxie came over. He even made his own bed. The ladies appreciate being romanced on a nice bed, he reasoned with himself.


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