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Plenty of people been together for fifty years and never even say a single vow, others had expensive weddings with all the pricey options and didn’t last a year. Life is what you make of it, Penny. This is your life, that peanut’s and now, Jameson’s,”
“It wasn’t supposed to be like this. We were supposed to be outside at night, under the stars, and preferably in a field of wildflowers. Your mom was supposed to be there and my dad…and it was supposed to be years ago when I had you all to myself. I take the blame, Penny. I always will, but you’ll have to agree to take my name and give me time to fix all of it. Because I promise I will, Pen. I promise that I’m in this until the end.”
The leather under my hands was warm as I pulled it closer and inhaled my father’s still lingering scent. My eyes watered as I remembered how it felt to have this pressed against my face as a kid, hugging my dad’s waist.
“When I found out I was pregnant, she was the only person in my life that was excited with me. Just her. She took me to the store and bought me my very first onesie that said, ‘spoiled by grandma.’” Choking on a small sob, I continued. “I still have it. Planned to take it with me to the hospital and let it be your first outfit.
He was screaming as he entered this world, but the moment they laid him against his mother’s chest, he stopped.
My heart had already made room for him. Visions of teaching him how to ride, how to fix bikes, how to throw a baseball.
“Connor Mathias King.”
“You’re everything to me. You and Connor, we’re a family now.”
“Your grandpa Mathias is watching down on you, and your grandma Wanda. You’ll feel their love in the warm breeze when it shifts and brushes against your face. They’ll love you in the way the sun will warm you, and the way the snow will fall when you least expect it. You’re not alone, baby boy. You’re so loved.”
“He made it pretty fuckin’ clear that he wanted nothing to do with you or Connor.”
“I love you. I’ve always loved you. You’ll go with me wherever I go, I promise.”
Jamie’s face twisted in confusion, looking up. “Is Simon Stone…who is supposed to be dead.”

