Mark

That night and morning with Hannah had been, I'll admit, it had been one of the best days and nights of my life. Anything that came close to that only included them. The day they were born. And pretty much every day since then. I loved my daughters. And now... Well, I guess you could say I loved my daughters.

I had expected Hannah to be far more emotional than she had been that night. She'd always worn her heart on her sleeve, but I think she had wanted what happened so much, she was far too happy to break down in tears every five minutes. But making love...