#Chapter72

Damn, Son. Did You Forget Your Raincoat?

Patty

Life calmed down, except for one minor problem. Nate and I didn’t calm down.

Nixon was around six months old when I found out I was expecting again. I’m not the only one expecting, so were Cayson and Dominique. However, Nate and I made an excellent team. I couldn’t have asked for a better partner. Damn, that was quick.

Breaking the news to our parents was even better.

“Damn, son. Did you forget your raincoat again?” Lucille asked him.

“I swear those raincoats are defective.” Nate rolled his eyes.

“And thus, I got snipped,” Jonas said.

Nate’s temper flared, and he...