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“What?” I asked.

“Did you hear that my brother’s going to have another baby?” She clapped her hands.

I raised a brow at her. “Which one?”

She grinned wider. “Darby.”

My mouth kicked up at the corners in a grin.

“You’re freakin’ shitting me.” I blinked.

“Nope,” she said. “They’ll be due in January. A Covid-19 baby. I’m so excited.”

“I hope that kid treats him like he treated you,” I countered.

Georgia rolled her eyes. “I don’t. I love him. I hope he gets a great kid.”

“Unlike us.” I chuckled.

She snickered and pushed closer, her hands going to my face. “We have great kids. What are you talking about?”

I snorted loudly. “We do not. We have assholes.”

“Well, whose fault is it that they’re the way they are? I mean, you’re the one who gave them anything and everything they wanted. If anyone is to blame for their attitude, it’s you.”

She was partially correct.

I was to blame for them being like they are.

But I wanted them to know they could do anything, accomplish anything, as long as they put their minds to it.

“You should send them a glitter bomb as a congratulations present,” I said, gesturing at my pants.

Though my glitter wasn’t from a glitter bomb, but from a couple of glitter-covered children who thought glitter should be on everything.

“Why don’t you do it?” she suggested. “I have to get to work.”

I grumbled something under my breath. “I have to work, too.”

“Then our kids will probably blow up our house,” she said. “But they’re all adults now. Or mostly they are, in age.”

That was true.

For some really weird reason, they’d all come home when this pandemic had started, and our house had been absolutely bursting with people—or, at least, my kids. I hadn’t realized how much I’d enjoyed having the house to myself until it wasn’t an option any longer.

“I gotta go, honey,” she whispered as she pressed her lips to mine, being careful not to get the glitter on her pants. “Let me know what you want for dinner, and I’ll do a pick-up on the way home.”

I pulled her to me, glitter and all, and pressed her into me until she was laughing.

“You’re awful.” She pushed me away and stood up.

I snickered. “You’re covered in glitter.”

She flipped me off. “Shut up.”

“Have a good day!” I called as I followed her outside.

She climbed into the truck and waved on her way out of the driveway, and I stayed there watching until she was completely gone from view.

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