Four kids yelling “Dad!” when I walk in with pizza.
I didn’t call Child Services because of a house or an inheritance. I didn’t know any of that existed. I did it because four siblings were about to lose each other.
The rest was their parents’ last way of saying, “Thank you for keeping them together.”
I’m not their first dad. But I’m the one who saw a late-night post and said, “All four.”
And now, when they pile onto me during movie night, stealing my popcorn and talking over the movie, I think, This is what their parents wanted.
Us. Together.
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