Arrive Home

You and Luke arrive home. She rushes up to her bedroom. The click of her heels satisfyingly tapping with each step.

"Ooooo," Luke cooed. "They unpacked everything into my closet already!"

"Awesome," You shout up the stairs, "I'm going to grab something to eat. Do you need anything?"

"No, daddy!" Luke yells back, "I'm going to take an early night. I don't know what it is but all this shopping has run me ragged."

"Okay," you say going to the kitchen. Unaware how Luke might be changed in the morning.