Christmas: A Grandpa For

"Leo," Arthur said, his voice gravelly but warm. "Grab your coat. We have work to do."

The first two days were a standoff of sorts. Leo wanted tablets and cartoons; Arthur wanted silence and the morning paper. The house felt too small for the both of them. A Grandpa For Christmas

Arthur felt a tug in his chest he hadn't felt in decades. He realized then that being a grandpa wasn't about having the right toys; it was about being the keeper of the magic. "Leo," Arthur said, his voice gravelly but warm