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I grimaced. “In school. We have like an hour before we have to leave to go get them. They’re gonna kill us for coming up here without them. But they all have tests today.”
The end of the six weeks was such a pain in the ass.
I would’ve totally taken them had I not already had a plan to keep them out tomorrow throughout the rest of the weekend.
“The only one that’ll be upset is Tiny,” Morrigan said.
Tiny was actually our oldest daughter. At seven years old, she may be the eldest, but she was definitely the smallest.
Our other two sons, who were four and five, towered over her.
Then there was Bowie who all but dwarfed them all.
“Tiny will live,” Bowie laughed. “Poor y’all.”
I rolled my eyes, then passed him his kid back with the utmost reluctance. “Poor me. She doesn’t cop that attitude with Morr.”
“She doesn’t, because she knows she can’t get away with it,” Morrigan pointed out.
Morrigan’s pregnancies had gone about as good as could be expected. She passed out a lot. They had to induce her four weeks early on each pregnancy, and by the third child, we’d decided that we were done. Even though we had plenty of more space in our hearts for more.
“When I watched her last week, she told me that I needed to work on my angry face, because it wasn’t as good as her mom’s.” Yeti laughed. “We worked on it for twenty minutes, and I tried it on Bowie. It totally worked.”
“It did,” Bowie laughed. “She did it over FaceTime when she told me I didn’t call her enough.”
He stood up and walked the baby over to Morrigan, who took him with a small smile.
I watched them all coo and aww over the baby, and I rubbed that part of my chest where it always felt so warm when anyone I loved was in the room.
“You did great, Bowie McBanks,” Morrigan whispered.
Yeti took that moment to squeeze my shoulder. “You did great, Aodhan McBanks.”
I caught her hand with mine and squeezed. “You did, too, Yeti Brooks.”
That’s right. Yeti was no longer a McBanks, but a Brooks.
A year after Morr and I had tied the knot, she’d met a man that hung her moon. And not the district attorney that kept stringing her along.
Daryl loved her and appreciated her like she deserved, and they had two more kids together.
Now, we celebrated our holidays together like one huge, happy family.
And I fucking loved it.
My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out to glance at it.
Tiny: You are so dead to me.
I grinned and typed back.
Me: why?
Tiny: I have Life360. I know where you are. So dead to me.
I burst out laughing. Then sent my girl a picture of her new nephew.
“Who’s that for?” Bowie asked, grinning.
