"I have no clue about that stuff. All I know is that when Jeffrey walks his daughter down the aisle, he'll be bawling his eyes out." Dorothy chuckled, rubbing her cheek against Abigail's, "What about you, Everett? You gonna cry when you give your daughter away?"

"Hmm?" She looked up at him, waiting for a response.

Everett put down his glass of sour cherry lemonade, taking his daughter from Dorothy's arms.

"I'm not giving a daughter away; I'm gaining a son-in-law."

Dorothy couldn't help but smile wryly, "You sound just like Jeffrey, you know?"

"I'll still let my daughter get married, though."

But Jeffrey, he was adamant about not allowing it!

"You two, truly birds of a feather. Doting dads, through and through!" Dorothy sighed, "I wonder what kind of guys your daughters will bring home."

"They'll be top-notch, responsible, and most importantly-"

head in amusement. "You can't custom order a son-in-law,

nose, looking into her eyes

be your safe haven, your support. If anyone, be it a classmate, a friend, future boyfriends, or even a partner, ever upsets you, you come straight to us. As long as I'm breathing, I won't let anyone hurt you."

"Good girl."

glass of lemonade, nearly

getting sentimental in your old age? Where's that cool, aloof

words, day in and day

"Right, Daddy says so!"

Dorothy exhaled deeply.

boy who would

...

the hospital, Felicity Miller was already asleep next to

was always happiest by Langston's

computer screen, she'd sit quietly next

was the one holding her, but that was without

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