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My son is a genius I was ready for locked doors, strange irlfriend problems Not this

A part of hiirl, or locking his little sister out of his rooa thick textbooks by himself He should be over the y—Seah he’d never been as clever as his son—but Jake had been such a serious kid Quiet and helpful and way too old for his age He needed so some Penny seemed to think so too

“I hate school,” she announced, still pouting “School is worst than the zoo”

“Strong words,” Seamus murmured sympathetically “I kno much you hate the zoo”

She’d been there twice in her life and cried the entire ti Seairl had a big heart and enough fire to grow up to be a future revolutionary Or an incredibly passionate veterinarian

“How about this? Why don’t you march back upstairs and tell Jake if he doesn’t come down for lunch I won’t let him study for a whole week That should do the trick After that, Uncle Younger will take you both to get ice cream, then drop you off at Gram and Grandpa’s house for your birthday weekend”

Since weekends were busy at Finn’s—the pub he’d taken over after his father retired—his parents had suggested that they watch his brood so they could have two days of uninterrupted celebration He could join them for the twins’ birthday party toar crash that would follow before he went back to work

Thank you, Mom and Dad

“Ice creaotten “Can we get some for Wes and Little Sean too?”

His younger sons were already with his parents, shopping for and wrapping Penny’s presents there, because if they were under this roof? She’d find thereat idea”

“Okay Make sure Uncle Younger drinks his tea, Daddy”

“You heard her,” he said through tears of mirth after she left “Drink your invisible tea, pretty princess”

“I could have you arrested”

Seaet a long, uninterrupted nap while my children wreak havoc on your peaceful metropolis Your call”