Michael sat on a chair next to Athos, enthralled as he watched her play some game on her phone while she wore huge headphones over her ears. He pointed to something and she shoved him off, not wanting help. “Daddy, stop it.” He smiled, watching her now instead of the game. They had told her when they adopted her this past winter that she could call them whatever she felt comfortable calling them, but it only took a few weeks for her to love the fact that these were her parents. She wanted everyone to know Michael and Rika were her mom and dad.
