You thought this day was far into the future.

See, you knew you would someday have grandchildren, but your fifteen year old daughter, Mia, made that come quicker than you ever imagined.

You, James, and Mia sat in the doctors office, staring at an ultrasound of a small, fragile baby. Your daughter’s baby. You could physically hear your husband’s blood boiling over, and he looked furious.

Mia: …Daddy, I-

James: Save it. I don’t want to hear anything you have to say.