It was five years ago, when Jason was still a new university student. He had come home for a short break, intending to finish one of his philosophy assignments before the next semester started.
The house was quieter back then. Catherine hadn't begun her online job yet, Marinette still had many brand deals as an actress since she hadn't retired, and Angela and Daisy had their own projects. Jason enjoyed those quiet moments alone, spending time with his laptop and a cup of coffee at the living room table.
That afternoon, his peace lasted only about thirty minutes before a familiar little voice called out from behind him.
"Uncle J."
Jason turned around.
At the end of the couch stood a small girl with her hair tied into two loose ponytails and eyes sparkling with pure mischief. Her name was Regina, Daisy's daughter, and she was only seven years old then.
