that, he sat down with them to assure them that what their grandmother had told them wasn't true; he explained to the older ones that they hadn't

aints about it, telling his father it was his decision and he respected it. Naomi, being shyer, assured him there was no problem and that she

ould feel more comfortable and less rigid. On the way to Daniel's house, Harry had told Deanna a bit more about his nephews and ni

e loved music and that could be a way to connect with him. He also told her about Susan, who was the middle siste

ur people. Or that there would be so many people working in it. But i

e first to r

are you? I'm Susan," she

you, Susan, it

e two older ones who couldn

aomi, my children," Da

'm Dea

y both re

l figure came running from behind an arm

ean, is litt

ound, rosy cheeks, a small nose, and large br

Jonathan smiled and hid his

eanna returned his gaze, he would blush and smile. The older ones hardly said anything, but they also observed her from time to time. Their gr

lthough Harry has gotten tired of talking about

ad to be here and

eanna is very pretty." Daniel's blood pressure s

Dean is pretty?" Ha

Susan exchanged looks with Harry; very rarely did they have t

bout some things," he t

ic when telling him how pretty Deanna is. I think he's eager

" Daniel was star

lso thinks Daniel is at

almost died of embarrassment. Susan didn't miss any of this and realized there was more than just a

nna sings very well?" H

cent voice," Laura had heard

music a lot," Na

ed Deanna, leaning forwar

a li

oks more," Etha

What do you l

ut especially f

e stuff," Ethan was

ly you've read 'The

vorite! You

and the author. Apparently, Deanna liked that type of literature too. Both forgot where the

what they're talking a

rt

gized. Daniel remained silent, just watching them; he had to be sure his children wo

. She said all you want from my f

asn't going to al

question. It was logical that they

tand that you have your doubts, and I'm glad you express

ed about this, Ethan

d respect your decision." Definitel

. They don't know me, and it's

oesn't mean he should be

t his dad, there's nothing w

ectures about courtesy. But Dean

er for it; he was tired of having to explain it. Surely Harry had already done so. The little one watched her all afternoon, between wonder and anxiety, a