Chapter 34

As Preston drifted into the second studio, Cam came up behind him and said, “Yeah, this is the one we’re going to use.”

Raising his voice, Preston called out, “Hey, Abs?”

“What?” Abby’s tone was distracted; she was busy with her new friend. But when he didn’t answer her, he heard a tumble of blocks and she started, “Daddy, wha—eee!”

The word came out as a squeal of delight. More blocks fell, then little footfalls stomped across the studio’s wooden floor, and he felt her hand slip into his. Her skin was cold from the smoothie. With a fierce grip, she squeezed his fingers. “Is it time to take my picture? Is it, Daddy? Is it?”

“Ask Cam,” Preston said, nodding at the photographer.

Abby squealed again and raced into the studio, making a beeline for the toy box. Jocelyn barreled past Preston, only two steps behind. “Come on, Uncle Cam!” she hollered. “Take our pictures already!”

Cam gave Preston a wink. “It’s show time.”

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