“Is there a problem with our exit music, Mr. Bell?” she murmurs. I look back at the rest of our family, not seeing my annoying brother. I’m going to have some words with him later. “There’s a problem with Aiden. And that’s Daddy Bell to you, by the way.” “Yes,” she says warmly, as we get to the doors to the lobby. “It is Daddy Bell to me. And…to this little one here.”
