“Alright, see you in a bit.”
Timothy hung up. Mabel turned to him, “Sir, why don’t you go have some breakfast? I’ll tidy things up here.”
But with Jessica gone, Timothy had no appetite for breakfast.
He walked straight out the door.
Vince drove the car out of the gated community. “Jessy, I was fibbing to Timothy earlier—I’ve already eaten. If you and Daisy want to go to Velvet Fork for their famous pastries, I’ll drop you both off.”
But she had no real craving for pastries.
Back when she was living with the Lawsons, she used to stand in line at Velvet Fork just because she heard Timothy liked their pastries. She’d wait for ages, hoping to bring some home for him, but she never managed to catch him at the right time.
He traveled so often, always returning on unpredictable schedules. Sometimes he’d say he’d be back, and then postpone his trip. Even when he was home, he’d often vanish early in the morning. In the end, not once did she manage to hand him those pastries herself.
“I’m easy—let’s see what Daisy feels like eating. You can take us to whichever restaurant she likes.”
“Alright.”
After dropping Jessica and Daisy off, Vince explained he had other commitments and couldn’t stay with them.
With the film’s promo ramping up, he had a string of meetings lined up, and with the New Year preview screening approaching—plus another major release date just around the corner—there was plenty to do.
Jessica took Daisy into the restaurant.
They’d just started eating when her phone rang—Herbert Wheeler was calling.
He’d had surgery last night and worked until the early hours. He’d wanted to invite Jessica to dinner, but the timing didn’t work out. So, he suggested meeting on Christmas Day instead.
“Little Mute, are you free today?”
“I am.”
“I remember how much you wanted to go to the amusement park when you were little. Want to go today, just for fun?”
Jessica laughed, “That’s exactly where I was headed. But I’ll have one extra with me.”
“Who?”
Herbert hoped it wasn’t Vince. That would be a downer.
“I’ve just become a godmother to a very cute girl. I’m taking her along.”
That, he could live with.
“Perfect. Where are you two? I’ll come pick you up.”
“I’ll hang up and text you my location.”
After finishing breakfast, Jessica and Daisy waited out front. Herbert arrived quickly.
“This is your new goddaughter?”
“Yes, her name is Daisy,” Jessica introduced them. “Daisy, this is Mr. Wheeler.”
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Wheeler,” Daisy greeted him sweetly.
“Thank you, Mr. Wheeler!”
Daisy swiped her pass twice and pulled Jessica onto the carousel.
“Goddess, can I sit with you? I get scared alone.”
“Come here.”
Jessica lifted Daisy up, settling behind her on the painted horse and wrapping her arms securely around Daisy.
Vince and Larkin had always been good to Jessica, so she was happy to help care for Daisy—especially now that Daisy was her goddaughter.
Jessica had always loved children. If she hadn’t, she wouldn’t have done so much for Henry Lawson in the past. Losing her mother young and being abandoned by her father, she understood just how vital a parent’s love was for a child.
The carousel spun to life, music drifting through the air, lights sparkling. Daisy beamed with joy.
Not far away, Sallie had brought Henry to the amusement park too. From a distance, Henry spotted his mother with her arms wrapped lovingly around Daisy on the carousel.
He broke into a run, stopping at the fence to watch. Seeing Jessica’s smile and care for Daisy sent an unmistakable pang through him.
“Mom!” he shouted.
Sallie chased after him and looked up, catching sight of Jessica and Daisy together.
She fumed.
It was Christmas, and Jessica had left her own son behind to take the Zimmerman family’s Daisy out instead.
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