Thirty-two.
Thirty-two. “Good morning, Oddie.” Elliot said as he opened the curtains of her windows, letting the early morning sunlight fill her room. “Good morning, baby. What time’s it?” “Around 7:30am. Is it too early?” She shook her head pulling him into her chest for a warm hug. “You told me to wake you before 8 o’clock.” “I know I did.” She mumbled into his hair breathing in the sweet scent he had, just like Gabriel’s shampoo. “Who else is up?” “Tommy is waking Gabriel, Miss Sally is still sleeping in the guest room and grandpa Liam and grandpa Roy went to get grandpa Henry from the nursery so he can have breakfast with us.” “That’s a lot of ‘grandpas’ in one sentence, darling.” Both chuckled as she gently kissed his forehead. “Come on, let’s go down stairs.” As soon as he got off the
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