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her food. He loved her and cherished her like a father should. He fed her mac n’ cheese and kissed her forehead. He loved her. My mind instantly flashed back to a little girl who sat in a corner for three days in urine-soaked clothes, shaking with fear that her daddy would come back and whip her bottom for peeing. The little girl’s one wish was to have her daddy come back and cook her mac n’ cheese.
“Um, Milly? Are you okay?” asked Annie.
I looked up to realize that Cree and Annie were staring at me. I tried to talk, but my voice was frozen with fear. That one horrible memory just hijacked all rational thoughts. I started to feel tears sting my eyes. I couldn’t hold back my tears any longer. Cree’s love for his daughter unleashed emotional pain within me that I couldn’t control.
“It’s just mac n’ cheese, Dolly. If you don’t like it, I can make something else for you.”
“It’s okay, Cree. I’m so sorry that I’m crying. I haven’t been a guest in someone’s house for years.”
Then I looked at Annie. “I’m perfect. My heart right now is just overflowing watching your daddy take care of you. When I was your age I wanted my daddy to cook me mac n’ cheese, but he didn’t want to. It makes me very, very happy that your daddy wanted to cook us mac n’ cheese.”
“Milly, my daddy will cook you mac n’ cheese whenever you want it. When you are having a really bad day, Daddy even sprinkles magic dust on your mac n’ cheese to take away all your sadness. He does it for me all the time.”
Annie then gives Cree a very serious look and says, “Daddy, you better get those special sprinkles.”
Cree made his way across the kitchen and came back with a bottle of sprinkles. Yes, confetti sprinkles—the kind you put on a cake. He opened the lid, then did a funny little dance, wriggling his hips and spinning around, while sprinkling my mac n’ cheese at the same time. He even tossed some over his shoulder, spraying us with sprinkles. Annie loved the show her father was putting on.
“You now have magical mac n’ cheese! Enjoy!” Cree said, and then he bent over and kissed my forehead again.
I started giggling.
“Twust me, it works, Milly!” Annie said, while shoveling her food into her mouth.
I followed suit and started shoveling my food into my mouth. Funny thing is I too now believe in the magic of Cree’s sprinkles, because the rest of the night was the best night of my life.
C HAPTER 12
Iced Coffee Kisses
I have been eating dinner every night with Cree and Annie. I look forward to dinner every day, sometimes barely containing my excitement. Lacey also started joining us. It’s quite the circus some nights, with all four of us telling wild stories and misbehaving. Lacey isn’t the only extra guest these days. Cree’s sister, Willow, decided to move home from college. She works part-time with me at The Shop.
We all take turns cooking. Cree makes sure that he feeds me mac n’ cheese once a week. I shared the story with him about my parents leaving me alone in the trailer, and my Poppy coming to my rescue and raising me.
He now keeps extra sprinkles on hand. Having three girls at the dinner table can become overwhelming at times. He even had to use the magic sprinkles on Lacey’s baked potato one night after her cat of eleven years died. Even through Lacey’s grief, she couldn’t keep a straight face when Cree started his dance and shooting sprinkles everywhere.
Annie is always the hit of dinner. We all listen very eagerly to her while she recounts her day at kindergarten and shows us all of her amazing artwork. Cree is sure he’s going to have to hurt a little boy named Sawyer Hilton for hitting on his little girl at recess. We always reassure him that it’s just an innocent kindergarten crush. My favorite part of the evening is snuggling up with Cree and Annie on the couch, reading her favorite stories.
Cree shows up
“Um, Milly? Are you okay?” asked Annie.
I looked up to realize that Cree and Annie were staring at me. I tried to talk, but my voice was frozen with fear. That one horrible memory just hijacked all rational thoughts. I started to feel tears sting my eyes. I couldn’t hold back my tears any longer. Cree’s love for his daughter unleashed emotional pain within me that I couldn’t control.
“It’s just mac n’ cheese, Dolly. If you don’t like it, I can make something else for you.”
“It’s okay, Cree. I’m so sorry that I’m crying. I haven’t been a guest in someone’s house for years.”
Then I looked at Annie. “I’m perfect. My heart right now is just overflowing watching your daddy take care of you. When I was your age I wanted my daddy to cook me mac n’ cheese, but he didn’t want to. It makes me very, very happy that your daddy wanted to cook us mac n’ cheese.”
“Milly, my daddy will cook you mac n’ cheese whenever you want it. When you are having a really bad day, Daddy even sprinkles magic dust on your mac n’ cheese to take away all your sadness. He does it for me all the time.”
Annie then gives Cree a very serious look and says, “Daddy, you better get those special sprinkles.”
Cree made his way across the kitchen and came back with a bottle of sprinkles. Yes, confetti sprinkles—the kind you put on a cake. He opened the lid, then did a funny little dance, wriggling his hips and spinning around, while sprinkling my mac n’ cheese at the same time. He even tossed some over his shoulder, spraying us with sprinkles. Annie loved the show her father was putting on.
“You now have magical mac n’ cheese! Enjoy!” Cree said, and then he bent over and kissed my forehead again.
I started giggling.
“Twust me, it works, Milly!” Annie said, while shoveling her food into her mouth.
I followed suit and started shoveling my food into my mouth. Funny thing is I too now believe in the magic of Cree’s sprinkles, because the rest of the night was the best night of my life.
C HAPTER 12
Iced Coffee Kisses
I have been eating dinner every night with Cree and Annie. I look forward to dinner every day, sometimes barely containing my excitement. Lacey also started joining us. It’s quite the circus some nights, with all four of us telling wild stories and misbehaving. Lacey isn’t the only extra guest these days. Cree’s sister, Willow, decided to move home from college. She works part-time with me at The Shop.
We all take turns cooking. Cree makes sure that he feeds me mac n’ cheese once a week. I shared the story with him about my parents leaving me alone in the trailer, and my Poppy coming to my rescue and raising me.
He now keeps extra sprinkles on hand. Having three girls at the dinner table can become overwhelming at times. He even had to use the magic sprinkles on Lacey’s baked potato one night after her cat of eleven years died. Even through Lacey’s grief, she couldn’t keep a straight face when Cree started his dance and shooting sprinkles everywhere.
Annie is always the hit of dinner. We all listen very eagerly to her while she recounts her day at kindergarten and shows us all of her amazing artwork. Cree is sure he’s going to have to hurt a little boy named Sawyer Hilton for hitting on his little girl at recess. We always reassure him that it’s just an innocent kindergarten crush. My favorite part of the evening is snuggling up with Cree and Annie on the couch, reading her favorite stories.
Cree shows up
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