Life is Worth Living

Twenty-Six

"You're in big trouble, Baby," Camila said. I looked down and played with my hands.

"'M sowwy, Mommy," I whimpered. "No wan' wou to weaf me...I bad. 'm sowwy," she sighed and wrapped her arms around my waist.

"Baby, I'm not leaving. I love you so much," she pecked my lips.

"I wuv wou too. I wann' cuddy, Mommy!" I giggled.

"Aww, ok Babygirl," she laid on the bed, next to me, and wrapped her arms around my waist.

"Can I...pway wif dem, Mommy?" I blushed.

"Play with what, Baby?" She asked.

I yawned. "Mommy's boobies,"

"Oh, umm..."

"Pwease, Mommy?" I pouted.

"I don't know. You were bad," she replied.

"'m sowwy, Mommy," I pecked her lips and wrapped my arms around her waist. "I tiwed, Mommy,"

"Ok. Go to sleep, baby," she cooed.

"Nini, Mommy," I pulled her closer to me and she ran her fingers through my hair.

"Good night, Babygirl," she pecked my forehead.

***

"Shush, Clara. She's sleeping," Camila whispered. "She is cute, isn't she?"

"She is. I'm glad she has you as her mommy," Mom replied.

"If it's OK to ask; what happened to her dad?" Camila asked.

"He died in battle. He was in the air force," Clara sighed.

"Poor baby," Camila ran her fingers through my hair.

"Mommy?" I mumbled.

"Yes, baby?" she asked.

"Daddy died in battle?" I looked in her eyes.

"Yes, baby. I'm sorry," she sighed.

"Mama no...teww me anyfing!" I yelled.

"Laur-"

"Nu, Mama. I no cawe. Jus' wan' Mommy wigh' now," I started to cry.

"I'm here, Babygirl," Camila kissed my forehead.

"Mommy?" I asked.

"Yes, Baby?" She replied.

"I jus' wuv wou," I pecked her lips.

"I love you too, baby!!!" She pecked my nose and I giggled. "I'm so in love with you," her phone started ringing and she pulled it out. She flipped the front of it up and pressed the green phone button. She pressed the speaker button. "Hi, Mama,"

"Hi, de-"

"Is dat wour mama, Mommy?" I yelled.

"Yeah, baby," she replied.