Lacy took the kids she found to a beachfront burger restaurant, and while the kids ate, she called the police and Child Services. Then she returned to the table and ordered milkshakes.
The kids were smiling and relaxed. That was when little Will reached over and patted Lacy’s cheek. “Are you our mommy now?” he asked.
Lacy went home and told Brian and their high school-aged kids what had happened. “Can you believe it? Those poor babies…”
“Lacy,” Brian protested. “You end up mothering everyone!”
Lacy laughed but remembered little Will’s question: “Are you our mommy now?” She took a deep breath. “Brian? Why don’t we take the three kids?”