Archie’s POV
Sunday morning began with construction paper, glue sticks, and an escalating argument at the kitchen island.
"It has to be printed today, Daddy," Ethan insisted, waving a brightly colored assignment sheet from St. Jude’s Preparatory. "Our teacher said the poster board is due first thing Monday morning. The whole theme is My Family and the People Who Love Me."
"I have plenty of photographs saved from our summer trips," I said, setting down my coffee and opening my tablet. "There are wonderful shots of the two of you in Aspen, and the formal portrait we took with your grandmother at the gallery gala."
"No," Evan said firmly, crossing his arms over his chest. "Those are boring. We're wearing stuffy suits, and nobody is smiling for real. We want a new picture. Today. In the li
