Mason's Winter
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“Okay, I read the names. Max can pass them out. Okay,” Liam commands. He’s a born leader and my little replica. Max looks more like Winter’s dad which is pretty incredible since we named Max after him.
Liam knows how to read somewhat, and the boys get their system and start handing a present to each person. “Now you can open them,” I tell them.
Wrappings fly everywhere, and their screams of joy pour through the room. My life is fantastic, and I’m so damn grateful for it. Bumping into Winter was the best thing to ever happen to me. I lean over and whisper in her ear, “Thank you for my family.”
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