Broken Love

Dash Crashes Willow's Date

“DASHER, PAY ATTENTION,” my father scolded when my phone pinged. I hadn’t even checked it yet, but he knew I would since I wanted to be anywhere but here. Of course, I checked it anyway when I spotted Willow’s name in a text from Keenan.

I swiped the screen to open the message and ignored my father’s scowl. He was the one to insist on this late night grooming for the day I took over his empire. I was his only heir, after all. Sheldon wasn’t even a question.

My eyes flew over the simple text six times, each time my grip tightened until I could swear I felt the screen crack:
You letting Willow date nerds in khakis now?  Bowling Alley.