Starr rocked her head back with a hearty laugh. Ever since she and her Aunt Glenda moved to the city, Starr delighted herself in her great-grandmother’s off-the-cuff remarks. Though most of the family marveled over Ma Belle’s miraculous recovery, others like her Uncle Byron simply believed Ma Belle was simply suffering from a broken heart and had practically willed herself to near death.
Aunt Glenda was fun, too, because she treated New York like it was some fantasy land, and she was amazed by almost everything in sight. This Christmas Uncle Byron’s family promised to come up and everyone was to meet the members of the Davis family. In other words, it was going to be one large Christmas dinner-just like Starr wanted.
“So what did you wish for?” Daniel slid his arm around Starr’s shoulders.
“You mean since my dumb plan worked?”
“All right, all right. I deserved that one. So what did you wish for?”
“Nothing,” Starr said smiling. “Everything is just perfect, Dad.”
“I’m about to be mushy in public,” he warned.
“Me, too,” she said, and leaned up on her toes to kiss him softly on the cheek.
Daniel returned the favor by planting one against her forehead.
“You know, there is one thing, Dad. With the family exploding like it has, I’m going to need an increase in my allowance.”
Sounds reasonable to me,” Gia cut in.
Daniel chuckled and rolled his eyes. “What am I going to do when there’s three of you?”
“The only thing you can do,” Gia said, leaning against him.
“Yeah,” Starr said, flanking his other side. “Just keep loving us.”
Daniel nodded. “I think I can handle that.”
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