Squeals rang out through the concourse as Emma and Grant came running up to Blake, who waited just outside the secure area of Terminal 1. They were each wearing personalized Mickey Mouse ears, and they thrust a pair into Blakes hands.
Here, Uncle Blake, we got some for you, too! Emma sang.
He smiled at the black hat emblazoned with his name in yellow. Wow, thanks!
Put them on, Uncle Blake! Grant insisted.
Yeah, put them on, Uncle Blake, Jackie laughed as she caught up with the children.
She hugged her brother tightly.
Welcome home, sis.
The children chattered eagerly throughout the time they waited for their bags and all the way out to the Suburban. But after only fifteen minutes of driving, they both crashed and burned. Blake and Jackie absorbed the quiet for a while.
Finally, Jackie looked to Blake. So whats the deal with you and Shasta?