And Then There Was Forever
Photo by Owl Sisters Photography
Her hand trails across the empty pillow beside her; the ghost of his warmth seeps into her hand as the memories of nights past fade like a mist from her mind. She huddles in the comforter a few minutes more, clinging to the last wisps of her dream, longing for the day it would be so much more.
Someday it will be.
The alarm blares and she groans, cursing the morning while praising the automatic timer on her coffee pot. The scent dragging her from the warmth of her bed. Eyes half-lidded, she shuffles to the kitchen and fills the first of what is sure to be a dozen cups it will take to make it through this day.
Cartoon laughter beckons her to the living room where her son must be planted in front of the television already. A glance at the clock tells her she has enough time to curl up on the couch with her first mug before heading out to another shift. A low chuckle sends a shiver down her spine. Peering around the corner, she sees the boys erupt in laughter at something on the screen.
A smile lifts the corners of her mouth as the reality of her dream-come-true sinks in.
This is the happy ever after for a story that’s been years in the making. You can see the other installments here: Waiting and here: Finally. They may not be a traditional family, but they’re making traditions of their own now. And the story continues….
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