I totally, completely loved my nephew. I knew this from the instant he was born. But I rejoiced in it then, looking into his eyes because it made me understand that Darrin wasn’t really dead since that part of him was alive in his son.

““Fuck! ” I shouted and everyone at the espresso counter looked over at us. “Hal…”

“Shy hasn’t exactly lived his life holding it precious waiting for the one”

“Well shit! If she’s dead, how can I have a bitch smackdown with her?”

“I’m sorry I fought you, Mace,” I whispered. “But now that you’re mine again, I’…”