I knocked on her door.
“It’s open.” She called out.
I entered her room and then crawled into bed beside her, “Thinking about something.”
She looked at me with a smile, then she leaned over, pulled out the drawer on her nightstand and handed me a packet of papers.
I read it.
Application for Adoption... I grinned.
She winked.
Then we both heard feet coming up the stairs.
It was Dad.
He stomped.
Lila floated.
He poked his head in, “School night. Why the fuck are the two of you still up?”
I looked at Madalyn and lifted my chin.
She grinned.
Then she said, “We have something we want to talk to you about.”
He nodded, then entered the room. I called out, “Close the door, please.”
He lifted a brow but did as I asked.
Then, when he was closer, Madalyn handed him the papers.
He took them, read them, and then I watched as he inhaled deeply, and then slowly let it out, “You both want this?”
We both nodded, “Yes.”
He looked at us, then proudly he said, “Damn but I did good.”
***
Madalyn
Dad lifted his chin at me, and I smiled.
“Hey, Lila?” I called out.
She turned from flipping pancakes to look at me, “Yeah, sweetheart?”
“We have something for you,” I said.
She nodded, then she set the spatula down and said, “You're on-pancake duty, honey.”
He grinned, “Turn it off.”
She lifted a brow, “Excuse me?”
