THREE YEARS LATER

I stood gazing out of the window into the white mansion ahead of me, I could see Michael and Nina smiling as they watched their little girls play in the water across from them.

From time to time, I heard them call loudly to their parents“ Come and join us, Mom and dad. The water is so warm” 

I feel like matching up to them to tell them exactly what will be warm. My own definition of warm is when they and their mother will be six feet under the sand keeping my little boy and Austin company while I will have Michael to myself.

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