"I'm going to tell you a story." I hear her smooth and beautiful voice sing into my ears, it's been a very long time since I heard her voice.
It's been long since she ever told me her beautiful stories.
I smile and stare into her big brown eyes. I have seen those eyes before, in my son's eyes, that was before I could no longer see them anymore.
That was the first trait I noticed in him. His grandma's eyes.
"One with a princess?" I ask excitedly.
I don't know why they still excite me, when it's clear that such kind of fairy stories like those don't apply in real life.
"Yes with princesses." She says and pulls me close to her, kissing me on the forehead. I still can't believe that she is here again.
"Maybe this time it should be about a prince." That doesn't excite me much because wit
