All Chapters of Mermaid Thighs: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

You don’t choose your family. They are God’s gift to you, as you are to them. – Desmond TutuThe ornate grandfather clock from England chimed the midnight hour in the formal living room. Or as Dean called it, the special guest living room. Other than a few special occasions, she couldn’t think of a time that they had used that room. Unlike Reese’s house, this one was two levels. The top floor was the more formal part of the house. It had formal dining and living rooms, chef’s kitchen, billiards and game room, a mother-in-law suite and a media room. All precisely decorated and rarely used. From the front, it looked like a single-story house with the second story being built inside the hill. The lower level was where they lived. Except for the large deck that extended the length and about half the width of the lower level. Whenever they had a princess party, it was typically on the deck. The perpetually decorated deck was large, mostly covered and looked over the pool. The heated poo

Do what you feel in your heart to be right – for you’ll be criticize anyway. – Eleanor RooseveltIt quickly became obvious that the hospital president did not know Reese as well as the administrator did. Jon, the president, told him it was a logistical nightmare. Robert, the administrator, asked for an apple pie.It was an all-volunteer staff from his three restaurants and two of his clubs that prepared the meals. Between them, they made enough food for every hospital staff member to receive a full Christmas dinner. And an apple pie just for Robert. Reese made sure that all his princesses knew that Helen and her family wanted some time to themselves. Early in the morning, he went to wake up Dean and she wasn’t in her bed. He found the two teens snuggled up together in JD’s bed.Before Reese, Cheryl and Dean went to join them at the hospital, nis niece crawled into his lap and again he was reminded that she was still a child. “How are you doing, princess?” he asked as they sat on his

It’s not what’s under the Christmas tree that matters but who’s around it. – Charlie BrownThirty minutes after Monster invaded, Reese’s princesses were still laughing at JD as they gathered around the pool. The sun sails stayed up year-round protecting the pool and sitting area. The heat in the pool was turned up slightly causing it to give off a little steam in the cool air. The outdoor fireplace was roaring, and the portable heaters kept the whole area cozy.Reese walked out with his arms loaded with presents, he was followed by his princess’ husbands and boyfriends who were also carrying presents. Starting with the younger girls, he handed them out. Once the gifts were all distributed, the men went inside the big house and played pool and darts upstairs.Each gift, or more accurately, each stack of gifts, was picked for each princess. Even the wrapping paper matched their personality. Disney characters were abundant. As were snowflakes, reindeer and snowmen. Dean received a new

Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365-page book. Make it a good one. – Brad PaisleyHelen and her kids had always stayed up together on New Year’s Eve. This year was no different. The situation was different. But the traditions remained the same. Dick Clark was gone, but they still watched the ball in Times Square. Jolene didn’t have anyone to kiss at midnight. Ty offered.“It would be like kissing my brother-in-law.” She said hoarsely. “And don’t even offer, Reese. You’re practically my stepdad.”“I wasn’t going to offer myself. I would offer one of your guards, but it’s all hands-on deck. Cheryl’s brothers are in town.”“What about Neo?” Dean asked with a grin. “Who’s Neo?” the night nurse, Violet, asked. Like the other nurses, she wore a superhero scrub shirt and black pants. “Snake tattoo.” Dean said, motioning to her left hand. “He’s hot.” Violet said and fanned herself with her papers. “Hell, yeah he is.” Bunny agreed. “Like make a straight guy gay and a lesbian straig

No one ever made a difference by being like everyone else. – P.T. BarnumWhen parker had walked into the house, Tori had been getting ready for school to start up again. The petite strawberry blonde looked at her fiancée and saw the defeat in his eyes. Setting her work aside, she approached him and wrapped her arms around him.It took a moment, but he held her close and gave into the angry and frustrated tears. They stood there for several minutes with the only sound being that of the soft music playing in the background.“I’m sorry.” Parker finally said as he stepped away from his fiancée.“For what?” Tory asked softly.“That’s not being very manly.” He condemned himself.She placed both her hands on his cheeks and made him look at her. “You know how I feel about that man up shit. That’s what makes people like Hank Fargo. You’re not like him.”“I didn’t help Jolene any either. I believed he lies. I believed him.”“So, you can help her now. Yu can help others like her.”“She never see