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“Well.” My Viddy sighed as she came up to me after passing out kisses to her kids, then stopped at my side. “I guess I’ll take it. Oh, God. She’s beautiful. And her eyes!”
The baby had two different colored eyes like me and Vid.
One blue. One green.
“Gorgeous.”
So fuckin’ gorgeous. She was the only grandkid who had a piece of our eyes. It was…breathtaking.
“So you have a Christmas birthday,” Viddy sighed. “We’ll have to make sure that she doesn’t get half the presents she deserves. Oh, man. I can’t wait!”
Banner stood up and came to my other side, looking down at his kid.
I curled my arm around his neck and pulled him down until his forehead was near mine.
“You did really good, kid,” I choked out.
God, these grandbabies made me an emotional bitch.
Banner’s eyes met mine. “I learned from the best.”
“All right, assholes,” Oakley, my girl, said as she came in. “Y’all have had enough baby time. It’s Aunt Oakley’s turn!”
Pace, my son-in-law, followed behind. His eyes were shining with mirth.
That’s when I looked down and saw his leg.
“Your leg is decorated like a candy cane,” I couldn’t stop myself from saying.
One of his prosthetic legs was white with red duct tape wrapped around it all the way up. It was…cute. And my daughter all the way.
“Your daughter is fucked up in the head,” Pace grumbled. “Swear to God. I woke up the day after Thanksgiving to see that it’d puked Christmas. Even my goddamn legs didn’t get spared.”
Everyone laughed.
And the little girl in my arms opened her mouth and yawned.
“Awww,” I heard said by fuckin’ everyone.
“Shit.” I felt my heart fill to bursting. “So fuckin’ happy for y’all. She’s so beautiful and perfect.”
“Thanks, Dad.” Banner sighed. “We kind of like her.”
Dad. That wasn’t the first time that Banner had called me ‘Dad.’ But it still felt like the first every single time.
CHAPTER 5
Dear Santa, please refer to my Pinterest Boards.
-Text from Viddy to Trance
TRANCE
“What the fuck are you doing?” Viddy whispered.
“I’m going to knock on their door,” I answered. “What does it look like I’m doing?”
“It looks like you’re about to…Oh, hello, boys. It’s nice to see you again.”
