Morningside Cuesta What if

Grayday let out a tiny huff of laughter at the look on his son's face. Ah, young love, he thought to himself. "There's no rush, Sunny. Maybe take a little time to think on it," he comforted.

And then the father let the topic drop, sensing that he'd dispensed all the wisdom he had on the subject. Instead, he spoke at length of the kids and the little nuances in their peesonalities, and about the new territory they'd be moving to in the future.

We can close up!