“Daddy… daddy… daddy…” Brandon heard the high-pitched sound from his younger son, whose voice reached near him, and after a few seconds, he came inside the room, running toward Brandon. But he stopped reaching toward the bed. “I hope one day you will catch me in your arms when I jump on you.”

“Like a monkey?” Brandon teased.

“Like a baby monkey.” Calvin grinned, and soon Colton too walked into the room with Arya.

“Good Morning, dad.” He greeted formally.

“Good morning, Dear!!”

“How’re you feeling now?”

“I’m feeling good.” Hearing him, Colton nodded his head like a big guy and walked toward the other side of the bed.

Standing...