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Mr. Dixon placed a hand on Holt’s arm. “I love you, son. Don’t ever forget that.”
My eyes stung as I took in the exchange.
Holt looked to me, and I nodded in encouragement. Hastily, he ripped open the envelope, his face blank as he read what was printed on the pages.
He handed it to his father. Mr. Dixon stared at the papers before they fluttered from his grasp. He pulled in Holt and held him tightly.
“I always knew you were mine.”
I swallowed hard. Holt’s shiny eyes met mine.
“Dad, I didn’t doubt. I just needed to know so I could move on.”
He patted Holt’s shoulder. “No explanation necessary. Like I said, I already knew, but it’s good to have concrete proof.” The DNA didn’t lie. He held out an arm, and I slid into their embrace. “All this good news calls for a celebration.”
“Will you save us a table at Dino’s? It’s not Sunday, but . . .”
Mr. Dixon pointed at Holt. “You’ve got it. Can I invite everyone?”
“You better,” I said. “Tell them it’s mandatory.”
He saluted me. “Yes, ma’am.” He gave me an extra squeeze before he released me. “Ella and I have about two hundred more glosses to put labels on. We should get it done tomorrow.”
“Thanks. You’ve been such a help.”
I’d become dependent on him to assist me with fulfilling orders. And I’d had several comments about the charming delivery man.
“Anything for my daughter-in-law.” He stroked his chin. “That’s got a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
“I prefer wife.”
“You won’t if you don’t fix that bathroom up there.” I pointed to the apartment above.
“That’s my cue to go. See you in a half hour or so?” Mr. Dixon asked.
“The guys should be wrapped up by then.”
Mr. Dixon pulled the door halfway closed as he left.
“One of the girls at Paths is doing an apprenticeship with a plumber. I’m going by to see her tomorrow,” I said, folding my arms over my chest.
“You still think I can’t do it?”
“We only have one bathroom at the apartment. And we need one here so we don’t have to go down the street to the library anymore.”
He took me into his arms. “Easy?”
“Yeah?”
His look was a cross between amusement and well—okay, it was mostly amusement.
“Check the bathroom when we get home.”
I frowned. “You fixed it?”
He snickered. “It was never broken.”
“What?”
