“Daddy!” Kamie ran into Jay’s arms, her puffy pink coat smushing against him.
“Hello, Kamie.” Jay scooped her up. “Hi, son.” He put his free arm around Kingsley and the two exchanged a side hug.
I weaved through the crowd to join the trio as Jay set Kamie down. “Kids, this is my new assistant. Her name is Frost.”
“Like the snowman?” Kamie asked.
“That’s Frosty,” Kingsley corrected.
“But if you place an old top hat upon my head, I promise to dance around.” I winked at Kamie and she giggled.
“Dad, are you still coming to sit in on our classes?” Kingsley asked.
“That’s the plan,” he responded.
“You and Mommy can both come!” said Kamie, taking Jay by the hand and pointing across the room.
“Wait, what?” Jay looked up. “Oh cr—”
“—hristmas carols,” I cut him off.
Celia, Jay’s ex-wife,
