King(76)

“There’s one more picture I want you to see.” Lily turned to the final page. On it was a picture of a sonogram. “I wanted you to be the first to know. Shade and I are going to have a baby. Dad, you’re going to be a grandfather.”

King looked down at the picture, crying. He was the first out of all the people she loved she gifted with the news of her child. The tiny child in that picture was his grandchild.

“You haven’t even told Shade?” His voice was thick with emotion.

“Not yet.”

As both of them watched Shade walking toward them, King closed the scrapbook.

“Are you ready to eat?” Shade asked Lily. King brushed the tears away from his cheeks.

“No, would you mind going to the car? I left a pack of diapers on the backseat, I thought we could…” Lily began mischievously.

“No. I am not making another diaper anything. I don’t care who it’s for.” Shade broke off his rant, taking a good look at King’s face. “Is Evie…?”

“No,” King said, unable to hold back his smile any longer.

Shade looked back and forth between them. His face broke into a smile as he lifted Lily from her seat, twirling her around in his arms.

“What’s going on?” Evie asked as she came to stand next to him. “Have you been crying?”

“Yes,” King admitted.

“Why?”

“Lily called me Dad.”