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But nothing could’ve prepared me for this, for January telling my mom about this over two years before it even happened.
She pulls back from me, her eyes sprinkling.
“I know I’ve told you this, sweetheart, but she’s proud of you. And I mean it.”
Dayton hugs us both then before tucking each of us under one of his big arms.
“All right, you two, enough tears. Let’s go celebrate. This is supposed to be a happy day.”
I tilt my head back to look up at him as he guides us toward the stairs.
“It is, baby, the happiest day ever.”
THE END
