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Jasha smiled, feeling a bit lighter. “You’re right. I just need to take it one step at a time.”
They walked in silence for a few moments, each lost in their thoughts. Then Frankie spoke up, trying to shift the conversation to something more positive. “So, what are you thinking of getting Daddy Kaleb for Christmas?”
Jasha chuckled. “I was thinking of getting him something meaningful, like a custom piece of jewelry. What about you? Any ideas for Daddy Arlo?”
Frankie grinned. “Daddy Arlo loves music, so I was thinking of getting him a vinyl record of his favorite band, or maybe a new set of headphones.”
Jasha nodded approvingly. “I’m sure he’ll love it.”
As they continued their walk, the weight of their worries seemed to lift a little. They knew they had each other’s support, and that made all the difference.
The air was thick with the scent of pine needles and cinnamon, and the festive decorations cast a warm glow overeverything. They were shopping for their daddies, and the anticipation of their loved ones’ reactions made their hearts race.
“Let’s start at the jeweler,” Frankie suggested, his eyes sparkling. “I think engraved silver bracelets would be perfect.”
Jasha nodded in agreement. He had been eyeing a particular pair of bracelets online, and he couldn’t wait to see them in person. As they entered the store, they were greeted by a friendly saleswoman, who guided them to the silver section.
“These are beautiful,” Jasha exclaimed, picking up a pair of sleek silver bracelets. He turned them over in his hands, admiring the intricate engraving. “I think Daddy Kaleb will love them.”
Jasha instructed the clerk to engrave on the bracelet,To Daddy Kaleb, Love Jasha. His face warmed into a blush because he said, Daddy Kaleb. He had no idea what the clerk thought, but he wanted his Daddy Kaleb to be happy with his gift.
Frankie smiled. “I found the perfect one for Daddy Arlo too,” he said, holding up a bracelet with a more rustic charm. “They match his style perfectly.” Frankie also asked another clerk to engrave his jewelry.
“I thought you were getting him records.”
“I will get him those too.”
After purchasing the bracelets, Jasha and Frankie headed to a nearby men’s store. They browsed through the racks of clothing, selecting the perfect leather vests, slacks, and a shirt and tie for their daddies. Jasha chose a classic black vest for Daddy Kaleb, while Frankie opted for a brown one with intricate stitching for Arlo.
As they stood in line to buy their gifts, Jasha couldn’t help but feel happy he could give something back to the man he loved. He couldn’t wait to see the joy on Daddy Kaleb’s face when he opened his gifts.
At the record shop, Frankie eagerly grabbed the vinyl record of Arlo’s favorite band and a pair of headphones. As they walked out of the store, Frankie couldn’t contain his excitement.
“I can’t wait to see their faces when they open these gifts,” he exclaimed.
Jasha smiled. He already imagined the look of surprise and joy on Daddy Kaleb’s face. The bracelets and clothes were more than just gifts; they were a testament to their love.
“Let’s get a fun coffee,” Jasha suggested.
“Good idea.”
The more time Jasha spent with Frankie, the more he liked him. He’d never had a friend who had a daddy like he did.
They walked along the sidewalk and stopped at café. They stood in line and ordered their drinks before sitting down at a small table beside the fireplace.
“Was it easy for Daddy Kaleb to let you go somewhere without him?” Frankie asked.
“I don’t think he was comfortable with it, but he said it wasn’t healthy not to. I’m so into him. Everything seems so perfect except I miss my father, and I’m worried about him.”
“Daddy Kaleb told Daddy Arlo to find him. I think he’s in Canada on his way to Russia.”
“What is Daddy Arlo going to do if he finds him?”
“Report to Daddy Kaleb. He wants to talk to him to see why he left.”
“I’d like to know that, too. Why would he go back to Russia? Makes no sense.”
“He can speak Russian, so maybe that’s why,” Frankie suggested.
