Over the next few months, I all but moved into Jeffrey’s house with him and the children. I must admit it was kind of nice, going to sleep and waking up in his arms every day. Even when he was out of town on business, it was still nice to have the kids. At first, I was super nervous about being alone with them, but it got easier and easier until I actually began to look forward to his trips. Because when he came home, he more than made up for his absence.
The kids and I were sitting on the sandy shore, waiting for Jeffrey to come back with drinks. We were trying to build a huge sand castle. So far, it was looking more like a hut. But oh well. We were having fun.
Charlotte was busy scooping sand into a bucket for Spencer to use to make the walls. She squinted at me. “You know, Daddy likes
