"Mum, Dad, where's the cider?" Lydia asked.
"Drank it all," Ben muttered without moving. "Sorry."
"Never mind," she said, moving to leave.
"No, actually, Lyd, I think there's one bottle left. Have you check the cabinet above the fridge?" Evelyn asked, sitting up.
"No, I'm too short," she said.
"You have a husband, ask him," Evelyn grumbled.
Lydia rolled her eyes. "Fine."

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When Evelyn had dragged herself out of bed, she found her older daughters dishing out pancakes to all the kids.
Savannah, now ten, had grown to be very sweet and got along a lot better with the eight year old Cooper, who she was currently sitting next to. Drew, at sixteen had a girlfriend and was as reserved as ever, but on the football team nonetheless.
Evelyn sat between Olivia and Lydia's daughter Rebecca, who was a year and a half old. She was completely spoiled by her father, and was in close ranks with her cousin Jesse, who was only a few months younger.
Evelyn smiled across the table at Ben, who was currently stuffing his face with pancakes.
Laughter filled their happy home on Oak street as the adults drank cider and the children ate pancakes.
Olivia had really become close to Evelyn ever since she left home and got married, leaving her three younger siblings behind.
And as the New Year commenced, all was well.

A/N:
It's been lit fam, thanks again for reading. I do not intend on writing a sequel, as I feel this ties everything up nicely.
Sincerely,
BlackpeltIsABoss