"Mom, I'm your biological son!" Evan exclaimed, his voice hoarse but full of exasperation.

Rosella responded nonchalantly, "If you weren't my biological son, I wouldn't bother caring about you-or even calling you. But now that I know you're okay, I'm relieved."

Then her tone softened slightly. "Be good to Abby, Evan. She's a great girl, and I really like her. This New Year, I hope you'll find yourself a girlfriend. Once you do, your brothers will follow suit. When all three of you finally have girlfriends, I'll just sit back and wait for my grandchildren."

She sighed dramatically. "I've saved plenty of money for your wedding, but honestly, I doubt you'll need it. You're capable of making your own money, so I'll just set that aside for my future granddaughter. But who knows if I'll even get to hold a granddaughter? "Seeing little Avah, though... now I get why your grandmother can't stop thinking about her.

She's just the sweetest. Beautiful, smart, doesn't cry or fuss-a perfect little angel."

Evan groaned, "Mom, you've been visiting the Johnsons again, haven't you?"

"Of course," Rosella said with no shame. "Your grandma and I needed to get out of the house for a bit. It's boring staying home all day-especially with no grandchildren to take care of. If

I wouldn't be bored. But instead, I'm stuck with you and your

Honestly, if it weren't for your grandma, I'd be blaming your grandparents

inwardly. His mom

Rosella, clearly enjoying herself,

hey, don't think I'm mad about it. I

you-it's Poto

world! You't thank

your favorite

grandmother sitting next to his

enjoy your outing," Evan finally said.

thought his parents were the

the same thing. Raising kids didn't seem to be

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