HIS ARMS

BONUS CHAPTER

Mommy, my sister looks like Daddy.'

'Why don't I?', my (now) seven year old said.

'Your Daddy was too gentle when he was making you', inwardly laughing at my words, I said.

'Why?'

'Because Mommy is a flower. Daddy had to be gentle', he said.

'Ooooo!! Mommy is a flower!!!'

'Yes baby.'

'A flower.'

'A very beautiful flower', he said.

My TRUE LOVE said.

HIS ARMS now around me.

I love HIM.

I love my HUSBAND.

I love the FATHER of my DAUGHTERS.

I love HIM.

AND

I love HIS ARMS.