Page 60 of Dreams Do Come True
“Here,” I say, holding River out.
“No nack Ver,” Lyric says.
“I guess I could just snuggle with him then,” he says, taking the baby and kissing his head. “Morning, Baba.” He then leans closer to me and kisses me. “Morning, honey.”
“Hey, handsome.”
“Did I hear Justice earlier?” Kean asks, settling next to me.
“Yeah, he was just coming back in. We chatted while I fed River. Just so you know, that rocking chair is heavenly.”
“Then I can’t wait to try it.”
“I hold Ver,” Lyric says, looking at his brother.
“You can,” I reply. “Sit here, though,” I say, picking him up and sitting him in the middle of the bed, his back resting against the headboard, and putting a pillow on his lap.
“Here you go, Lyric, make sure you gently support his head,” Kean says, gently laying River in Lyric’s arms and making sure his head is supported correctly.
Lyric smiles a big smile. “Luv Ver,” he says, bending and kissing his brother’s head.
River looks at his brother and then pulls a face, and loudly fills his nappy.
Lyric screws his nose up. “Stinky Ver.”
“Very stinky,” I reply, because it really is.
“Let me take him, little man, then I can clean him up,” Kean says, retrieving River and taking him back to his bedroom.
Breakfast is just comingto an end when Adhan gets everyone’s attention. “Two things, firstly, Reverend Blockly phoned me yesterday, reminding me about the Easter Egg hunt, Sunday morning after the Easter service.”
“I’ve ordered a shed load of Easter Eggs, they’re being delivered tomorrow,” Cam says, finishing his coffee.
“Wait, who is Reverend Blockly? I thought the vicar was called Reverend Portello,” Ernest asks, looking confused, mind you, so am I.
Reverend Portello has been the vicar of Cadenbury and the next town over for about five years, but spends most of his time at the other town.
“Reverend Portello is on extended leave. The new vicar arrived a few days ago,” Adhan replied.
“I’ve not noticed anyone new in town,” Ernest comments.
“He’s probably too afraid to leave his house on account of the ungodly heathens who live in this cursed town,” Ben says, laughing.
“Reverend Moaner really said that?” Cassie asks, finishing his toast.
Adhan nods. “Oh yeah, and much, much more. That’s why he’s on an extended leave, to heal his soul from dealing with the wicked and corrupted town.”
“Have you met the new vicar, darling?” Emily asks him.
“I did, he seems nice enough. He was shocked by how normal the town looked and that I didn’t have horns and a tail.”
Ernest grins and lays his hand on Adhan’s arm. “Did you tell him you only have a tail when you shift into your wolf?”
“No. I’m not sure he knows about our world, and I wasn’t going to enlighten him. The sadly gone Reverend Portello left him a long, thirty-page letter, telling the new vicar all about the evils of the town.”
“Which he obviously paid attention to if he phoned you about the Easter Egg hunt,” I say.
“Exactly. I told the new vicar we’ll sort it all out, hide the eggs and then check at the end they have all been collected.”
