Page 59 of The More the Merrier

“Open it and see, pretty girl.”

When I do, I’m more confused than when I started. It’s a drawing of a house. Well, a blueprint. I don’t understand what they’re showing me and look at them for answers.

“It’s a house. For us. One with a playroom for you,” Daddy Jo says, waiting to see how I respond. As I’m more than a little shocked, I just stare at the two of them, blinking owlishly.

“You bought us a house?” I say when I finally find my words

“Well, no,” Daddy Cam pipes up. “He got a plot of land, and we got someone to draw up the plans. We’re building you a home. For our family. We know it’s still early, but it will take a while to finish it, so we have time.”

“You’re building me a home.” My words are slightly monotone. I don’t know how to process what they’re saying to me. It’s unreal and terrifying and amazing and…

I look at them again, this time with tears in my eyes.

“You both know I didn’t have a great start to life. But I was lucky enough to find my forever family. When they were taken away from me, I thought that was it. And now you’re telling me I get to have that again.” I pause, taking a deep breath. “I love you both. And I cannot wait to live the rest of my life with you.”

That night, I go to sleep cuddling my newest stuffies, knowing that this is the best Christmas I’ve ever had. Knowing that things will only get better from here.

The End