“I’m totally gonna dance at your party!” Emilee said to Jack a week before his birthday.
“What? Oh gosh, not those bad dance moves you learned from Dad I hope!” Jack laughed at his sister.
“What? Daddy dances good!”
“Kids, of course your dad has smooth dance moves. How do you think he ever got me to fall in love with him!” Siobhan asked her kids one rare Saturday that they all were home and at the breakfast table together.
“Well, as long as she doesn’t do that dumb dance she was doing the other day we’ll be fine,” Jack said looking at his sister suspiciously.
Siobhan stopped at the Coffee shop later that day to see Morgan.
“Hey Sis, we’re having a birthday party for Jack next Saturday and we’d hoped you could make it. I know time has been tight for you on your own with your work schedule and all.”
“Yeah, since Mom and Dad both passed on now, it’s been tight. They used to send me money occasionally even after they retired. Hugo’s helping me a bit, but you know his family doesn’t really like me much.” Morgan confided in her sister.
“I know, you know we don’t have a lot of space, but you can always stay with us if you need to. We’ll make it work somehow.”
“I know Shiv, thanks. I have to get back to work here, see you next week. Cannot wait to see my Nephew grow into a teen.”
“Love you too.”
That night as Graham was drifting off to sleep, Siobhan whispered.
“Oh, by the way, I invited my sister to move in if she needs us.”
Graham mumbled, “Ok Shiv, whatever you want…” and began snoring again.