Monica laughed as she watched her husband chase the kids around the pool. She had long nakaraan ibingiay up trying to tell them it was dangerous, and to be honest Chandler was the only one who had ever fallen down. She sat back on her chair, tilting her face away from the sun so she could keep her eyes on her family. Chandler had aged well, his face looking madami mature, except for his eyes, which were as bright and playful as ever. His hair was lighter; having spent the summer sa pamamagitan ng the pool they had installed the taon before. Eight-year old Jack and Erica were growing up fast and Monica felt a pain of...
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