“For what?”
“For giving me a family,” Addison said seriously.
“Addy…”
“I mean it,” Addison said.
Emma looked at the baby and handed her to Addison. “Hold your daughter,” she instructed. “I need to call my mother.” She looked back at Addison and watched her silently for a few moments. I told you, Sprout. She grows on you. Somehow, Vicki, I think you will always be Sprout to me. She laughed softly as she heard Addison launch into a tall tale to their sleeping infant about how she was a princess and how Addison and Emma would slay all her dragons. Emma wondered what Vicki would inspire in Addison’s work. It’s going to be an interesting eighteen years, Sprout. Very, very interesting.
THE END
To Be Continued In INTERMISSION
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