Longshot had been fully aware of what was going on. Though he had no idea why his legs felt wobbly. He leaned a little against Ali. He took a deep breath. "Yeah. We can. And I don't have to sleep on the couch for the rest of my life."

He smiled ruefully. "So which of our little beans will call me Daddy first? The one on the left or the one on the right?"

They were magic beans, too. Had to be. They were made from pure love and devotion.