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“So funny,” Saxon says. “Miss Maryanne woke me up. She’s in our backyard calling out to some birds.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. I kind of gave her permission.”

“Can I have a cup of coffee?”

I laugh. “No.”

Saxon looks up at me.

He looks so much like his father sometimes it irks me.

I’m the one who suffered through morning sickness. I’m the one who suffered through biweekly hospital trips because Saxon decided to sit on a nerve that made my right leg constantly go numb. I’m the one who was in labor with Saxon for over twenty-four hours only to end up having a C-section to bring my son into the world.

And what thanks do I get?

Saxon curls his lip at me.

The same way Hunter used to when he pissed me off and wanted to make a goofy face in the hopes that I would smile and instantly forgive him.

Somewhere inside my head and heart, I growl.

I lean down and kiss the top of Saxon’s head.

His hair smells like sleep and a little like sweat.

As I start to pull back, Saxon wraps his arms around me for a hug.

A smile spreads across my face and I feel like I can cry.

“Hey,” Saxon says, his head resting above my chest.

I can’t believe how tall he’s getting already. Then again, he gets his genes from a star swimmer and a star football player.

“Hey,” I say.

“Since you think I have the flu…” Saxon fake coughs.

I laugh and back away from my son. “Nice try, kid. Pack up. You’re going to school.”

“I won’t do anything. I’ll just stay in bed all day. I swear!”

Saxon puts his hands together and makes the saddest, sweetest face possible.

I’m a breath away from letting the kid play hooky from school.

I hear a knocking on the back door.

It’s Maryanne.

I twist the deadbolt and open the door.

“Piper, it’s official,” she calls out. “There’s definitely a nest back here! I haven’t found it yet, but I really think it’s on your side. It might be in that planter you have hanging from the oak tree. Mind if I…”

“Go for it,” I say. “Just please don’t fall off a ladder on my side of the yard.”

Maryanne laughs. “Oh, hey there, Saxon! Good morning!”

“Good morning, Miss Maryanne,” Saxon says.

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