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"Thank you," he said quietly

Everyone went silent as the large flat box was delivered into his lap

"It’s from all of us!" Bitty exclaimed "I put soenerous already" The male looked down at the pile of clothes next to his chair "I don’t kno to thank you--"

V cut in "Yeah, yeah, yeah Just open it, will ya?"

"Vishous!" Jane hissed over in the corner "Seriously--"

"What! Coe find the right one--"

Butch chimed in "He totally did I ed "But hey, you know, this is an iht"

"Is it another sweater?" Ruhn asked "I have t already?"

"You should open the box," Rhage said "G’head, son"

It was funny, Ruhn had been taken under Rhage’s ithin a night of coether Ruhn took all his cues froe, learned froone through his transition only fifteen years before

And Rhage would probably not admit it, at least not anyti a son to hie’s boy: Each tiht roolish-as-a-second-language course to learn to read, or watching another of Rhage and Bitty’s god-awful iven them a BOGO, in essence--

Ruhn opened the top of the box and rifled through the tissue paper Then he frowned "Wait, what is this?"

He held up a key fob

Rhage juottaon her uncle’s arht here!"

"Here, hit the button on the fob--"

"Wait, what--"

As Rhage threw open a set of French doors, the whole household exploded out of their seats and jammed the exit…

To see the most beautiful heavy-duty Ford truck with a blah-blah-soine and double cab blah-blah with eight gazillion horses under the hood and yada, yada, yada, suspension, gear-shifting whatever--

All that stuff

Mary hung back and let thereat view of Ruhn’s total shock and then tentative excite hih, and wrapped Ruhn up in a big bear hug--while Bitty danced around like a firefly