Sapphire
It was a very nice morning. I was in the kitchen, making a mixture of my son’s favorite food. Still in my purple pajamas and with an apron on, I added some eggs on the mixture. My hair was up in a messy bun, strands of my hair tickled my face. Storm was still sleeping. I wanted to make his morning great. It was the day that he was finally going to meet his father. I could not tell how it would turn out, but I really hoped that it would be peaceful and memorable. Hopefully, they would get along. I was actually curious about Storm’s reaction when he would finally see Sky.
A chuckle escaped from me. I was pressured and nervous about the thought, but I had to be positive about it. I needed to be optimistic or else it would turn the worst. Who knew? Maybe,
