Chapter 162

Weston

I'm prepared for a nice cozy day. With the snowfall last night, and the fact that all of the roads are going to be terrible, I'm satisfied with spending the day in the house. I've built a fire, had breakfast, coffee, and now I'm ready to turn on my PS5 and play some video games with the guys. 

I put my headset on, queuing up the game. "What's up fuckers?"

"Language." Nolan growls. "You know this child of mine is starting to repeat everything."

"Yeah." Barrett sighs. "So is mine, and he says the worst shit at the worst times, so please keep it clean."

It hits me that our group is growing up. When there used to be only one baby, there's now three, with the possibility of another on the way, but I'm sworn to secrecy over that one. We're just about to get started playing our game, when there's a knock at my door. "Who the fuck is here on a day like this?"