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    of his. He took her out of the car seat, choosing to leave it in the car and
    carry her up to the door in his arms. He couldn’t reach his keys so he rang
    the doorbell and waited for his mother to answer. When she opened the
    door, her eyes widened in surprise and then narrowed.
    “Rafe Steele, whose child did you steal? My God, is this the PTSD
    they keep talking about? Have you flipped out and stolen someone’s
    child?” she demanded.
    Rafe couldn’t help but laugh. “Mom, seriously? This is Bonnie and
    she’s my daughter and your granddaughter.”
    “How… Wait, when…” His mother stepped back so he could enter.
    “Frank, come down here!”
    “I came home a few days ago and she was on my doorstep with a note.
    I think her mom was a girl I met in Vegas,” Rafe explained. He never lied
    to his parents even if the news was not the best for them to hear. “It was a
    wild weekend and she never contacted me, but look at her eyes, Mom, and
    her face. Bonnie is mine.”
    “Give her to me,” his mother said gently and reached out to take the
    baby. She held her close and shut her eyes for a moment before looking at
    the baby again. “Yes, she is one of us, isn’t she?”
    “Hey, what’s the hubbub?” Rafe looked up at his father coming down
    the stairs. He was wearing a pair of cargo shorts, a plaid T-shirt and of
    course his fishing hat. Rafe swore he slept in it and his mother affirmed
    that she had to take it off his head a few times in bed when he’d fallen
    asleep.
    “We’ve got a granddaughter, Frank. Look at her.” His mother’s voice
    shook and he knew she was on the brink of tears. His parents wouldn’t
    care how Bonnie came into the world. They would love her because she
    was a part of them.
    His father stood next to his mother and looked at the baby in
    amazement. “Rafe, you’ve been hiding this little darling from us?”
    “I just found out about her a few days ago, Dad,” Rafe explained. “But
    I had to take care of a few things before I could bring her over.”

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    “Let’s go into the family room,” his mother suggested.
    “What kind of things?” his father asked. “Give me that baby, Frieda.
    Don’t make me fight you for her.”
    “As if you could take me,” his mother said with humor in her voice.
    “Go to Grandpa, Bonnie, let him give you some love too.”
    Rafe shook his head at their banter. He was accustomed to it, but it
    never ceased to make him smile. He sat down on the couch while his
    father lowered himself onto the carpet with the baby.
    “I took her to the doctor to make sure she was okay and then went to
    Richard Sneed to start paperwork so I can have full custody of her,” Rafe
    explained. “The mother—her name is Juno—just left her on my doorstep.
    She could’ve called me when she was pregnant. I would have made sure
    she was taken care of. But to leave the baby on the doorstep like that…”
    His mother shook her head. “Honey, young people don’t think
    sometimes. She was probably very scared and must have been in some
    kind of emotional state to do that. We should be thankful she at least
    thought to give the baby to you and fate made sure you were home in time
    that night to find her. It had to be a hard journey to leave Vegas or where
    ever she lived to drop the baby off at your door. She was bringing Bonnie
    to safety and that was the right thing. She looks like she was well cared
    for at least.”
    “How are you making out as a new daddy?” his father asked. He was
    holding Bonnie’s arms and letting her bounce on his thighs. She squealed
    and his dad chuckled. “You like that, huh? Is Grandpa’s lap a fun
    horsey?”
    “The first night I was out of my depth and panicked as hell,” Rafe
    said. “I ran over to my neighbor’s house. She is a nurse at Walter Reed
    and she helped me get myself together. She even went with me to buy
    supplies for my