I kiss her forehead and turn on the nightlight. “Sweet dreams, B.” “Wait,” she says. “I don't know what I call you now.” My brows furrow as I go back over and sit on the side of her bed. “What do you mean?” “Well, you're my dad, right?” I nod. “Right.” She looks unsure. “Does that mean I call you Dad, or do I still call you Colby?” The idea of her calling me Dad makes my heart swell, but unlike Saige, I'm not about to make any choices for her. “You can call me whatever you want, even if it's something silly like Butthead or Stinky-Pants.” For the first time all night, she giggles, and it's
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