“Of course you will,” Judge muttered.
Yes.
Of course he would.
“It’s feeding time, so I gotta go,” Judge said.
“Right. Love you, buddy. And proud of you.”
“Love you too. Tell everyone we’re doing okay.”
“I will.”
“See you tomorrow, Dad.”
“You will, Judge.”
“Later.”
“Later, son.”
They hung up.
He went inside.
Everyone was watching him.
“So?” Genny prompted huskily.
She’d loved Corey most of all.
“An engraved Bird Baby Tiffany’s cup,” he told her.
She bit her lip and tears hit her eyes. Duncan slid an arm around her and drew her close.
Mika dropped her head to Tom’s shoulder.
Jamie moved to Nora to grab her wineglass, which was almost empty, so she needed it filled.
Death.
Life.
Blessings.
And they were moving on.
CHAPTER 8
VERONICA BEARD
Jamie
The next morning, Jamie woke in another fun new position.
With Nora playing the big spoon.
He allowed himself long moments to enjoy it before he looked to the clock on the nightstand and saw it was early.