JACKSON'S POV

"Merry Christmas, Mom!" Tim shouted with joy as he jumped straight into Vera's arms the moment we stepped inside.

"Oh, sweetheart! I wish you all the best, and nothing but the best! Come here, I’m going to bake, fry, and cook whatever you want today. Just say the word!" Vera kissed his cheek with so much affection.

"Hey, what about me, Tim? I can't believe you didn’t even notice your dad standing right here!" I teased.

"No, Dad... I just got excited, okay? Happy Christmas!" He stammered a bit, then rushed into my arms.

"It’s all right, son. I understand. I love you." I hugged him tightly, planning...