April's POV
'You are not serious about that, are you?' I asked laughing at Carl's funny story about his childhood. We were in the kitchen having breakfast.
'I am serious. Looking back now, I wonder what I had been thinking back then,' Carl said shrugging.
'You must have been a hand full,' I said smiling.
'It was more like life full. My parents would have gone mad if my elder sister was anything like me,' Carl said smiling at the thought of that.
'I doubt if you would want your kids to take after you,' I said.
'No. I don't want that. I don't want my mate to die untimely. I don't know how my parents managed to live this long with a son like me,' Carl said.
I couldn't help but laugh at his expression. He must have given his parents a tough time.
'I can see you are both having a nice
