My husband left for a vacation just days before my scheduled C-section with our twins—but when he finally came back, his knees were trembling.

Then locked my phone.

Mom watched me. “You aren’t answering?”

“No.”

“What are you planning?”

I smiled toward the front door. “Something memorable.”

An hour later, I pulled a little chalkboard out of the hall closet. It usually hung in the kitchen with grocery reminders.

That day, I wrote something different.

WELCOME TO TREVOR’S ALL-INCLUSIVE PARENT RESORT

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