I wake to the sun hitting my face. I sit up and notice I am alone in bed, and for some reason, it feels strange to me. I stretch and grab my robe from the chair near the bed. I head downstairs to get some food because I was really hungry.
I round the corner from the stairs and look into the kitchen.
I look and see two little boys, identical, and about seven years old. They both had brown hair and were the same height. They must have heard me because they look in my direction. One had blue eyes like mine, but the others were hazel.
"Mom." One groaned. Mom? Are these my boys?
"What?" I ask.
"You were supposed to stay in bed remember? You said that you were going to stay in bed and
then Ryder and I could make you breakfast." The blue-eyed one says.
"Yeah! Will and I told dad to keep y
