and getting themselves covered it in.
“When did you guys make this?” I asked.
“While you were gone. We had the idea and decided, what the hell, and made it.”
“It’s amazing,” Mom said again. “I can’t remember having anything this sweet, ever.”
I laughed. “Your sweet tooth has gone dormant.”
“Mine’s waking up,” Dad said.
I looked around the table at the people that mattered the most to me in the world. And they were all here, gathered together eating ice cream of all things. “Not a bad homecoming huh?” I asked.
Dad looked up, “Not bad at all.”
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
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