Laughter and excitement filled the air as children took turns riding Dylan's ATV and bike, their delighted squeals blending with the rustling evening breeze, while Dylan unwrapped the rest of his gifts.
Meanwhile, the adults busied themselves with food and drinks, their conversations weaving together as they got to know one another, their voices rising and falling in a comfortable symphony of chatter.
Inside the house, Greg stepped away to answer a phone call, leaving an opening—one that Ric seized without hesitation. He approached Cammy, his heart pounding with words left unspoken for far too long.
"Hey," he began, his voice warm yet carrying an unmistakable weight.
"Thanks for the gift. That was really cool of you. At this very moment, you are officially the most beloved uncle in the entire world." Cammy's eyes sparkled as she teased him, her cheerful tone betraying none of the tension lurking beneath the surface.
