Grandpa
Mr. Sweet studied his son as he held his newborn daughter. The way Eddie's face lit up as he held Emma. The older of the twins his wife, Patricia, had given birth to.
Eric turned his gaze to the new mother. Patricia held their son. They had not shared their son's name with him yet. He didn't question it. Maybe they just assumed he already knew. He was the last one to visit the new parents. He knew Patricia's parents and Eddie's mom had been in earlier. Maybe the kids had just assumed Evangeline had told them. It's not as though they had specifically told him Emma's name. He had only heard it in passing as Eddie cradled the small girl in his arms.
He knew deep down Eddie wouldn't repeat his mistakes. He wouldn't walk out on his wife and his kids. He knew even after his own failure as a father Eddie had turned out just fine.
It was strange to think the two kids who seemed to wind up in detention on a weekly basis. Two kids who now have two kids of their own.
Eric had been too lost in thoughts of how Patricia and Eddie had grown into such mature adults to even notice the couple were switching children. He hadn't noticed Eddie take a few short steps over to where he was standing.
"Dad. I want you to meet your grandson Eric Paul Miller."
This may turn into a series of ficlets.
This wasn't going to get posted yet, but I didn't get time to work on anything else and this was 90% done.