Page 265 of Mountain Daddy
Buddy darts across the yard, a black bow tie askew on his neck as he snaps a mouthful of petals out of the air.
It’s so perfect.
Dad chuckles beside me, then reaches up with his free hand to wipe at his eyes.
I think Buddy moving over here was even harder for him to deal with than me moving out.
Buddy lets out a shout, then runs back to his house.
A tiny home.
That my dad built.
Just for the fox.
And just like the yard, it’s decorated with string lights and bouquets of flowers.
It might not be a zoo, but it’s not the wild.
And then we’re there.
Standing before Luther.
And he’s perfect.
He holds his hand out for me.
And my fingers don’t tremble as I take it.
Because this is exactly where I’m meant to be.
Because we’re perfect.
Luther
I wrapmy fingers around hers, and I look to my best friend.
He dips his chin. “Take good care of her.”
I nod. “I promise.”
Joe looks between us, then he lifts a hand to my shoulder. “Welcome to the family, son.”
A laugh pops out of Kendra.
I roll my eyes. “Go sit down.”
He grins. “Also, I lied. There’s a third person I love just as much as I love you two.”
Kendra tilts her head, then we both watch as Joe goes to the front row. And sits next to Jessie.
Leaning back in his chair, he puts his arm around her shoulders, pulls her into his side, and presses a fucking kiss to my sister’s temple.
She blushes. But she doesn’t pull away. Instead, she rests her hand on his thigh.
I narrow my eyes.
Joe smirks at me.
