A woman in her thirties, Olivia Johnson laughed and covered her face while her wife threw her arms across Olivia’s shoulders and held her close.
“JJ Smith, remember how you begged me for an Optimus Prime? You said you’d never go to school again if you didn’t get him. And just last year, your son asked me for the same thing. And Noah Oliver!” He pointed to a man with a mop of blond hair in the back row. “I hope you’re still tickling your Elmo.”
“That’s not all he tickles these days!” shouted the woman next to him.
“Mom!” Noah’s cheeks flushed. “Come on…”
Still chuckling and smiling his perfect, pearly smile, Colin turned to face Gregory and John. “What say you both?”
John held up a finger. “One second.” He jerked his head and brought Gregory to the rear of the stage. They stood with th
