32. Bronson

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A baby.

I paced back and forth in the living room.

Visions of Lake round with my child flashed through my mind.

I couldn't handle it. I pulled my phone from my pocket and dialed Lyric.

"Hey, dude, what's up?" he asked as he answered.

"We're going to have a baby," I blurted, sounding almost hysterical.

Once the words were out, I realized I sounded a little crazy. I was excited, nervous, happy, and couldn't believe how things had changed for me.

"Wow, Lake's pregnant?"

I stopped making tracks across the floor. "Umm, no, but we decided we wanted to try to have a baby," I told him.

Lyric's deep chuckle came through the line. "That's awesome, man. Who broached the subject first?"

Now it was my turn to laugh.

"Stormi requested a baby brother be her only Christmas present in her letter to Santa."

My friend roared with laughter and I joined him.

"Thank gosh for Stormi," he said when he settled down.

Yeah, I thought. Thank gosh for Stormi.

My daughter was the light of my life, just like her mother.

And maybe before long we'd be adding to our little family.