WHERE LIGHT MEETS DARK
Baby war whoops are highly on-brand.
"Vandaulf, she isn't even born yet."
"And yet she already commands my wallet."
Back at home, they were greeted in the front hall by Brenna, bearing a diaper caddy with divisions marked: "Emergency Snacks," "Butt Balm," and "For Daddy's Tears."
"You purchased a diaper organizer?" Lily laughed, hugging her.
"I did it," Brenna said, beaming. "You never know when a breakdown—or a blowout—will hit."
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