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He shrugs

“My parents never really were into that My dad, ood work ethic into ht a lot of kids’ stuff like Sesame Street and that was silly”

“And you?” I asked, not impressed

The way Clayton said that, in a reasonable tone of voice, alreed with his dad His hands visibly tighten on the steering wheel

“I think s”

Silence

Clearly, I’ve hit a nerve, one that’s pulsing in a vein on his neck Re up Even before our big unofficial break-up Wednesday had had a gift for shutting dohenever things didn’t go his way

Great Looks like I’ve fallen for another jerk of the century When a to learn?

The rest of the car ride is quiet Clayton ue atte

When we pull up to the hulking cube that is our desintation, Winston starts losing it

“Legoland! Legoland!”

Once we actually get him out of the car, he’s about ready to run

“Hold your horses, bud,” Clayton says, tugging his eager son back, “Stevie probably doesn’t want to sprint all the way up there”

“Speak for yourself,” I challenge, starting to jog up there myself

S Winston along with him

By the ti for air and laughing

“Stevie won,” Winston declares stoically, turning his grave blue eyes to his father

“I didn’t know this was a race,” Clayton shoots back coyly, “otherwise, I would’ve gone much faster”

“Yeah, we’ll see about that,” I quip

Now that we’re stopped and Clayton’s deep sapphire gaze is piercingnot slower, but even faster Is it just me or did his eyes just dip to my lips?

“We better get going,” Clayton says, seely as much to remind himself as to tell me

It doesn’t take long for us to get our ticket and begin our winding tour of the big place

As it turns out, Legoland is not coo Universe would have been awith displays featuring Star Wars and its hundred-piece ships, a full hockey rink and stands, even the towering Parlias in Ottawa It’s hard to say which is the most extraordinary