Ethan

Christmas carols fill the air as I watch Riley, Ryder, Paisley and Parker zoom around the skating rink, giggling and laughing as they play tag and stage races. Fairy lights and boughs of holly have been strewn around the edges of the rink, and the scent of apples and cinnamon waft through the falling snow from a nearby hot cider booth.

My first afternoon back with the pups is the best day I’ve had since they were kidnapped – and certainly since I was paralyzed. It’s true that I’m heartbroken over Jane, but being with my children again at long last is pure joy. Ice skating has always been Paisley’s favorite Christmas pastime, but I’ve never seen her share the experience with anyone but me. It’s magical to see her playing with the others, so carefree. In the old days I had to hold her hand the whole time, she was never healthy enough to get rambunctious on the ice. Now she has no problem keeping up, and I couldn’t be prouder.

That said, every few minutes she comes racing over to the sidelines to beg me to come onto the ice with her. She doesn’t understand why I’m not out there with her like I always have been in the past.

Unfortunately my mechanized braces are great for pretending to walk, but there’s no way they can handle ice skating – the movement is too smooth, and the balance too precarious.

“Daddy please!””Paisley begs, giving me huge puppy dog eyes. “We came all this way to sees you and you’re not even skating!

“Daddy’s still recovering from his surgery.” I lie.

You remember how careful you have to be when you’re healing.”

But how much longer is it gonna take? She inquires. “I wanna play with you.”

I want to play with you too, angel. And I will- I’m just not up to skating.” I sigh. Besides you don’t need me anymore, you have your brothers and sister.”

Is not the same.” Paisley frowns. I never had to worry ’bout falling before. You were always there to catch me! What if I falls?”

“Sweetheart, you’re healthy enough to fall now.

tone as gentłe as possible as I continue. You can’t go through your whole life holding Daddy’s

my hand as long as she wants to after all, those years when pups want to be that close with their parents are so fleeting. However if I’m going to let them stay here it can’t just be for Jane, I have to take the opportunity to get my pups used to the idea of living without me. I have to teach her

me the opportunity to do things right – to make sure she and the pups are really going to be okay after I’m gone. In hindsight, I should have done this from the beginning, but I didn’t have the

be buying my story. “Daddy what are you talking about?” She demands. “I don’ wanna grow ups if it means I haves to stop holding your

of us

her eyes.

know, I’m sorry,

Paisley continues. “Is somefing going

wryly. The pups have always been too smart for their own good. That’s Jane’s doing- her genes were clearly stronger than mine when it came to passing down her brilliant mind. Usually I think it’s a blessing

on queue, Riley, Parker and Ryder skid

turns to her sister. “Wha’s a skating

you hold hands and can’t let go even if other peoples

have to weave and dodge and try to stay together as longs as

Paisley agrees excitedly, forgetting her earlier

since we fought this morning, and her eyes are still red from crying. She’s

go to sit next to her, pulling my mouth into a hard line. “They know something is up. You need to pull yourself

just give it a rest, Ethan.” She answers, glaring at me. “I’m trying, alright? I’m trying to do what’s right, I’m trying to shield them as

together if you

keep up my horrible act to ensure she’ll hate me, but it’s another entirely to walk away from her when she’s so raw and fragile. Part of me wants to feel hopeful like my Beta suggested, to leave a window open for myself in case I get better and get a second

in this state because of me. Even if I do get better, I need to let her go. She deserves to find a better mate than me, I just have to make sure

if there’s too much distance between us.”

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