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Lolita did not fret over what Niro’s reaction would be to the news that he had been made a father just over a month ago. The creamy Dahlian did not actually want him to help her in the raising of their girls, and she had even considered keeping it a secret, but she had decided that it would be best to tell him. The Monroe matriarch, as she was now, thought it was only fair to introduce them to Niro. He would probably never really be much of a father to them—they didn’t need anyone but her—but it was only fair to tell him. More importantly, it was fairer to introduce her girls to him so that they could now him if they chose. She would never deny them that right, but she would not encourage it very much, if at all.
She sat with her legs crossed, the three small puppies playing in the sand around her. Jade eyes lifted slowly to watch him approach as the woman sat in the sand. The largest, most vocal of her children scampered into her lap, then placed her front paws on her mother’s arm. Lolita looked down at Magnolia with a soft smile as the puppy asked, “Is that him coming?” The mother nodded, then lifted the girl in her arms and lowered her to sit beside her sisters. She did not rise as Niro approached and spoke, instead choosing to stay on the ground with her daughters. Perhaps it was a subtle sign that she planned to be the only real parent to the girls, or maybe it was simply her maternal instinct to remain close.
“Hello again, Niro,” she said, though she wondered if he would remember her name or much at all about what they had done. She could not tell only from his initial greeting, though she was willing to be that he would not have put together yet what was going on. It would be best just to get it over with. “To get this over with quickly, and so that we can talk while they play… Niro, please meet your daughters. They are Poppy, Magnolia, and Foxglove,” she said, indicating each in turn. The three girls looked up at the strange man, then each mumbled a soft “Hello, Mister Niro,” before Lolita nudged them to go off and play on their own. The woman patted the ground beside her. “Please sit with me. We have things to talk about.”
"Lolita." — "Magnolia." — "Poppy." — "Foxglove."
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