“Sami babbled, kicking his legs as if he wanted to get down and help decorate it. Cameron, Radley, and little George hung brightly colored baubles on the branches of the tree while Olivia chased around the room after Emma, who had just begun walking. She kept picking decorations up and running away with them, giggling. They had all gathered for a family dinner at Willow House, two weeks before Christmas, to celebrate the successful home visit the social workers had made to Alice and Cameron's pl...ace. The adoption agency had approved their home. Now Cameron was stationed in the UK for the next three years, they filled all the criteria to adopt. The only thing left was to make Sami's adoption legal in court. That would take place in a few months, when they could be fitted into the court schedule. Cameron tickled Sami, making him squirm and giggle. "Do you like the Christmas tree, Samikins?" "You do, don't you, sweetie." Alice cradled her son's diaper-padded bottom in her right hand and braced her left across his chest, still hoping Cameron might notice her bare third finger.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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