“That means it’s real.”
“It was already real.”
“You know what I mean.”
I did.
Claire was already in motion again.
“Are you alright with all of this?”
“Yes.”
“Truly?”
“Yes.”
She studied my face for a second, then nodded once.
“Then that’s enough for me.”
She looked at Ridge.
“Are you feeding her properly?”
“Constantly,” he said.
“Good.”
Harlow stood and lifted her good hand toward me.
“I need everyone to understand that I knew first.”
Cassidy looked at her.
“So? Sit down and shut up.”
Harlow looked offended.
“She hates joy.”
Cassidy ignored her.
Harlow came to sit beside me on the other side.
“Do you know what you’re having?”
“No.”
“I think girl.”
Ridge looked at me.
“You too?”
“I still think girl.”
Claire put a hand over her chest.
“A granddaughter.”
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