Erica;

I was dressing up when I got a knock at the door.

"Come in."

The door creaked open and Dante walked in. He had a smile on his face and Elma was holding on tightly to his leg. The kids had only gotten to know him and they were already this attached to him.

"Good morning," he said with a smile, "I made breakfast. The kids wanted pancakes..."

"He burnt them," Elma added innocently, making Dante's ears red with embarrassment.

I chuckled. As much as I still wasn't comfortable with Dante, I was happy the kids were happy. Elma never talked a lot but around him, she was a...