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Brody took off after him. “Fox! Wait, what are you doing?” Brody grabbed hold of the Fox’s hand and stopped him just in front of the door.
“I’m going to tell your mother that she must be proud of you.”
“You can’t tell someone to be proud of someone else,” Brody told him.
“Why not?” The Fox sounded genuinely confused.
“Daddy, we’ve talked about this. Feelings are something you can’t control. And no one else can control yours. How would you like it if someone told you not to love us?” Autumn asked.
“I would kill the bastard.”
“Exactly,” Autumn replied.
“I’d cut out his tongue and dangle it in front of his face.”
“Urgh, right,” she said. “Gruesome, but okay.”
“And then I would cut open his insides and use his intestines to strangle him.”
“Papa, remember, Tutu doesn’t like when you get too gruesome,” Brody warned.
Oh, she didn’t like it? Brody was the one who looked a bit queasy.
“Right. I apologize. So you are saying I can’t tell Brody’s mother to be proud of him?” the Fox asked.
“Brody’s mom is proud of him,” Autumn said, wrapping her arm around Brody’s waist. “He might not see it, but she’s so proud of him that it practically shines out of her. All she does when he’s not around is talk about how amazing he is.”
“She . . . she does?” Brody asked.
“Well, why wouldn’t she?” the Fox said. “You are amazing. Smart. Loyal. Gorgeous.”
Brody gaped at the Fox. Then he sniffled. “Right. Of course. Um, excuse me. I need the bathroom.”
“Uh-uh. You’re not going anywhere. Group snuggle.” She wrapped her arms around his waist. Brody was still trying to get away when the Fox wrapped his arms around them both, squishing them tight.
“I . . . can’t . . . breathe,” Brody said, wheezing.
“That’s how you know it’s a really good hug,” Autumn told him.
“It is?” the Fox asked. “Good to know.”
Brody groaned.
The Fox was going to hug them like this every time from now on. She just knew it. Autumn let out a small giggle.
“I was a wombat, wasn’t I?” Brody said with a rueful smile.
“Total wombat,” she agreed.
“I don’t understand the wombat reference. Are they foolish, bad at communicating, and have issues with their mothers?” the Fox asked.
Brody shook his head with a groan at the Fox’s words while Autumn broke into more giggles.
“What? What did I say that was funny?” the Fox asked.
“Nothing, Daddy. You’re just a funny guy.”
“I am? Well, yes, I suppose I am.”
