DAHLIA 

“I called for this meeting because I’d like to know what you both want for yourselves. Not as parents, but as humans. As people with dreams and goals.” 

Lunch was over. The maids had gathered the kids’ toys and organized them in their playpen. The books found their way to Haven’s shelf.

The kids had all gone into the same playpen to continue their fun. 

Husband and wife looked at each other. They were quite lost for words. I didn’t think that anyone had actually paid this much attention to the before, talk less of asking them this question. 

“Uh…we had our girls when we were in highschool.” Peter...