“Why are you crying, Mom?” Harper asked.
“I’m a grandmother. I’m allowed to cry. My little girl is a mother herself. Family, it’s all what it’s about, right?”
Harper laughed. “It’s about more than that.”
Their son woke and started crying.
“It’s time for me to change the little guy,” Harper said.
“I did the last diaper. This one is all on you,” Abel said.
She rolled her eyes and left the garden. Brain shook his head, Molly kissed his cheek, and Abel watched them go and join the rest of the family.
“Good day,” Oliver said. “Your son knows how to use those lungs. Never going to happen to me. I’m going to beat this curse.”
“It’s not a curse.”
“Please, you, Jacob, Dad, Stuart, you’re all pussy whipped. It’s not going to happen.”
Abel didn’t bother replying. Glancing toward his father, he saw Landon standing with Rick and his wife, and their parents. Landon was different. Something had changed during his time away, and he was trying to get back to England for some reason.
Pushing all of his worries to the back of his mind, Abel went in search of his wife. He found her in the upstairs bedroom, holding their son. A fresh diaper was on him, and she sang to him.
Entering the room, he walked up behind her, and she leaned against him.
“I love you, Abel. I love our family, and I love our son.”
“You are the most precious gift a man can ask for,” Abel said, kissing her neck.
“Your mother was right. Motherhood, this is my calling.” Harper turned to look at him. “Thank you.”
“What for?”
“For showing me who I was supposed to me.
I’ve finally found my calling, as a mother, your wife, and your partner.” She cupped his cheek, pressing a kiss to his lips. “You make me strong.”
“No, babe. It’s you that makes me strong.”
Staring down at his family, Abel knew this was his future. Harper was his life, and he would do everything in his power to make her happy. She, in turn, gave him the world, making him the happiest Denton to ever live. At least to him, he was the happiest, and Abel was always competing. Always.
The End