Sorry, It Was My Fault
His youngest grandson, Kian, had appointed himself to be his eldest brother’s spokesperson and replied smiling, “Grandpa, I am Kian Saxon and this is my eldest brother, Ian Saxon.
Mommy will give us a baby sister, and we can’t wait. Are you our paternal grandfather?”
Grandpa Ferguson smiled broadly and replied, “Yes, I am your grandfather.” His heart swelled with pride. Then he introduced his little dumplings to his wife and said, “This is your grandmother, her name is Gail.”
The twins greeted Grandma Gail simultaneously. Grandma Gail smiled brightly, then she kissed them on their cheeks.
Her eyes were brimming with tears. She was reminded of the grandson who was killed by her son, Thorne. T
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