Ten Years LaterThe Next GenerationThird Person POVThe front door of the brownstone opened before anyone could knock.A little girl stood there, all wild dark curls and enormous blue eyes. She was wearing a princess dress that was on backwards, one shoe on, one shoe missing, and what looked like marker all over her hands.“MATEO!” she shrieked with pure joy.The boy on the doorstep straightened immediately. All of six years old but standing with the posture of a soldier. Dark hair perfectly combed. Dressed in a small button-down shirt and neat pants.He looked exactly like his father. Same serious expression. Same careful control.In his hands, he held a small bouquet of daisies. Slightly crushed from the walk over.“Hello, Luna,” he said formally. Then, with great ceremony, he held out the flowers. “These are for you.”Luna Hayes-Cross squealed. Grabbed the flowers with both marker-stained hands. Several petals fell immediately.“They’re SO PRETTY! Mateo, you’re the BEST! Come see
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